Old, Old Willow Tree

It was a very sad day in the magical land of Floss.

Children had vanished from their homes, every single child was lost.

Their parents looked high and low, then all around.

Not a single child could be found.

Weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth.

They went to see the King on his royal seat.

After hearing their tale, he went very pale.

To know more of what ensued.

Of kings and things.

Of knights so bold.

Of a magician named Pearly who seeks the tree that sings.

Of a beautiful song.

To be part of the glory, just read the story.