Furthur Adventures of Katy, the Shee, an Illegal Immigrant in the USA Katy Meets a Fat Fairy

Kathleen looked at Katy. "Today Willow Ate:

Spikes of Heather on a bed of golden feathers,

Drops of dew from a ruby spoon, weathered,

Fresh Shamrocks, infused with raindrops, well-tossed,

Several bowls brimming with rainbow broth.

That was breakfast! Willow is well-nourished."

"Say it! I'm FAT!" Willow said with a flourish.

Kathy said, "Don't worry, in Ireland

We'll solve it, in Ireland so grand!"

Kathleen said, "Katy, you can't go back yet.

Now don't fret, there's a problem to be met.

You helped the old lady save her garden.

All the fairies applauded! Do it again.

In our fairy circle in Ireland,

We heard children crying in this land.

It came to us across the miles, sharp, clear.

Frightened, they cried inside their hearts, in fear.

It's coming from the detention center below.

It's hard to bear, hearing them all cry so!

Katy, please go find out what can be seen,

And take Willow. She needs a change of scene."

The two fairies changed into butterflies,

Flew between the bars and followed the cries.

Tears dried on their cheeks, too frightened to speak,

The little ones only whispered inside, sad and bleak.

"Mama, Papi!" But the parents weren't there.

They were in a part of the building, past the stairs.

A rotund man, manicured, shaved, well-dressed,

Paced in front of them, hair well-cut, pants pressed,

"Put name tags on all, parents and children, too!"

"Warden, the parents are upset. They want you

To bring them their children or they'll sue."

"Get those nametags on them. They'll sue? POOH!"

Willow appeared behind him, dressed just like him.

She mimicked him, and his movements, fussy, prim.

Katy taped a sign (being careful not to nudge)

On his back, 'OH FUDGE! HERE COMES THE JUDGE!'

The children's eyes began to brim with merriment.

Only the children saw her. Gently she hushed them.

The Warden said, "Take all these children to bed."

"Please, it's Christmas Eve," a small boy said.

"How will Santa Claus know where we are?"

A girl cried, "How will he get through those bars?"

He said, "Santa comes to good children, not bad."

Katy almost cried, the children looked so sad!

But Willow changed into a huge butterfly,

And landed on his nose. His eyes crossed in surprise.

He sat down hard, just as the guard said, "All Rise!"

While the warden's arms still flailed, as if to fly.

Hiccupping with laughter, the children

Scampered to their beds, their spirits on the mend.

Willow whispered to Katy, "Somehow I'm

Going to bring Christmas to them. He was so unkind!"

She gathered her fairy friends and planned

In the dusty yard full of weeds and old cans.

The children awoke to fairy lights

And rushed to the windows to see the sights.

The lights became a living Christmas tree

Made of butterflies, then, spelled out for all to see,

MERRY CHRISTMAS! FELIZ NAVIDAD!

Making a wonderland in the dusty sod.

Suddenly, even the fairies were shocked

As the sound of silvery bells floated into the block!

And a white-bearded man dressed in a red suit

Stepped out of his sleigh in his shiny black boots!

His elves flew through the barbed wire with games to play,

Then he blew them a kiss, and he went on his way.

Katy whispered "Who was he? No one knows for sure."

Willow whispered, "Well, it wasn't the volunteer firemen on tour!"

Willow caught sight of herself in a window,

And gasped, "I'm not fat! Maybe all that flying to and fro...

Katy, Kathleen, look, look, take a peek!"

"We see Willow! Oh Willow, TRES CHIC!"