I'm thinking of writing another kids' musical comedy to be put on next summer. I've been contemplating writing a version of "The Shoemaker and the Elves". Of course, the first thing I came up with was a song. This is what the elves would sing when they come into the workshop at night...
Riding on a moonbeam
Of laughter and mirth
From the stars in the sky
Down to the Earth
Dancing on a moonbeam
Lighter than air
Without a wrinkled worry
Or a single crinkled care
We're the spirits of inspiration
The creatures of create
We complete what isn't finished
And make early what was late
Are we real? Are we a dream?
We could ask the same of you!
Are you really what you seem?
Or just here to see the view?
Stuck upon a moonbeam
Our freedom bars the way
Until our inspiration
Sees the light of day.
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