Little pixie, three feet tall
Chase after the rolling ball
Nurse the dolly to health
Enjoy your youthful wealth
No, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d rather be
An idea in the making
Satisfy life’s thirst by wise slaking
Right there for anyone’s taking
In the pixie’s novel head was baking
Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d surely be
How do I achieve this goal?
Can I play this difficult role?
Can it truly be done?
Can I affect a soul, even one?
Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d successfully be
Pixie little no more
Had honed in to life’s core
Truth was her guiding beacon forever
Her pure ways touched souls, in ways clever
Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I'd happily be
I work to better all, teach by example
I do not crumble, press gun of misfortunes to my temple
I choose joy over sorrow, smile day in and day out
I dispense love, from a surging heart stout
Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, is a fulfilling responsibility
Madam Anonymous
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