Flamboyantly the fairies, flickering through the forest, Flittered on a fable that the ferns fondly chorused Resplendently the rocs, reverberating above the ranges, Roared of a renaissance to rock the realm for ages Ecstatically the elves, espousing the eve’s event, Evoked her epic eloquence, enticed by what it meant Yearningly the yales, yammering under the yews, Yodelled of the youngling yarely yielding such news Accordingly the alicorns, applauding from afar, Acclaimed with all alacrity the arrival of a star
So as you can see, the whole kingdom came, To gather where she stood Singing of Freya, for that was her name, The Princess of the Wood
