Pebble was a tiny lass,
whose wings were twice as small,
she loved to dance along the garden,
and climb upon the wall.
Jank her constant companion,
was nearly twice her size,
but nothing could get by him,
as he had those piercing eyes.
Together they lived in harmony,
in the hedge row by the woods,
you could hardly even see them,
as they wore their floral hoods.
Once a week they'd travel,
to the gathering of their clan,
everyone took a challenge,
to see who would rule their land.
Upon this day in autumn,
when Jank became the king,
pebble his constant companion,
finally got her golden ring.
Together they ruled their empire,
along the forest floor,
and sometimes they would travel,
to an island just offshore.
There they had a castle,
built down below the ground,
from here they led their clan,
from within that faerie mound.
'Twas not an easy task,
to keep the clan together
but once a year they met,
in the fields along the heather.
Jank and Pebble became loved,
as everyone was content
as they showed the clan,
how love was better than torment.
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