THE SHILLING PURSE
I met a fairy in the lane In suit of green and cap of red; I turned him round and round again And tied him with a woollen thread; He said some funny words to me, A little awful fairy curse, And then to buy his liberty He handed me his shilling purse. ills purse was made of mouse’s skin, With little leather ends to draw, And lo! a shilling lay therein The shiniest I ever saw. I took it to the nearest town. And great was my surprise to find That when I paid the shilling down Another one was left behind. And now wherever I may go. At noon or night or when I will, I’m never troubled, for I know I've got my shilling-fortune still; However much is lost or lent, I’m blessed with riches and to spare. For just as soon as one 1s ’spent Another silyer -piece is there.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 810, 2 November 1929, Page 33
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157THE SHILLING PURSE Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 810, 2 November 1929, Page 33
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