A Fairy's Dream Job

Now, fairy class, the most Envied Trade?
Why, no other trade but fairy maid
And all the fairy laws ban it or
Every fairy would be janitor

Fairies think maidery an imperative must
For gaining possession of fairyful dust
Dusting the dust, Maid flies like a gust
To gain more fairy-musts, to gain more than just rust

Rust grants clairvoyance very specific
To see when a monster breaks the Pacific
To us human beings, the logic's horrific
To them flying pixies, it's plain scientific

Washing of garments entitles the mud
To sweet faithful Maid, whose singing skills bud
Also her claim, the fairy grass stains
Grant Maid the assurance she'll never know pain

Scraping the walls of the paint there in splatters
Maid speaks to flowers, she fluently chatters
Being bilingual is a power that matters
To all, take the words of Alice and Hatter

Hours on hours, Maid kills fairy germs
Her magic rebuttal skills rival whole firms
Janitor, forever smeared over in grease,
Finds fairy grease gives a janitor peace

Also a chimneysweep covered in soot
She finds it's like dust but gives fleetness of foot
The prize that sticks to both used sponge and mop?
Fairy glop magic grants perfect doo wop

So study hard in dirt-istry
Get all A's in your grime-ology
Only the best get into Sanitation University
Only the best get in the Fairy Maids Agency

- A poem by Roo