Maghull resident Mal Gore wrote this and it is reproduced with his permission:-
It was election time in Fairyland,
Voting fever should have been in the air.
But the three candidates were so boring,
Nobody seemed to care.
The king of the fairies had been banished,
No one believed a word he would say.
It was time to shake up the constitution,
A president was the call of the day.
Then just for a laugh one old fairy wag,
Persuaded old Morning Star he should stand.
His ideas were weird and when tried before,
Had bankrupted the gnomes in Gnomeland.
But the young did not know, the old had forgot,
Just how dangerous his ideas could be.
No need for defence, print money like mad,
Nationalisation, that was the key.
The gnomes in Gnomeland thought this was a chance,
So with fairy costumes bought on the gnome internet.
They rowed cross the pond and for three moonbeams spent,
A vote in the election they could get.
Morning Star won hands down, a great victory,
But after twelve months, how bad things had gone
The fairies were skint and with no defence,
The gnomes invaded, a victory won.
Now this is fairyland and so quite easily,
The status quo was restored with the wave of a wand.
The gnomes sent away, sanity was restored,
And Morning Star was drowned in the pond.
The moral we must take from this story,
Because in life what you vote for you keep.
Beware of starting events you cannot control,
Remember, what you sow you must reap.