If he ever had any to spare;
“Only once,” he replied, “too many I spun,
And I gave them to Peggy for hair.”
I asked of the sky if his stars were all right,
Or if he had over-supplies;
He said, “I had two which were rather too bright,
So I gave them to Peggy for eyes.”
I asked of some fays who were cutting out flowers
If they had any remnants or snips;
They said: “We had scraps of these poppies of ours,