Tinkerbell

 Do I tickle you to death

 Please light a wick for me to breathe

 Tease you sick I need to lie

 Just don't kick my seed I fry

 Why do we lick the breed they try

 High on the bick she freed his hide

 The other mick we care not dive

 Her many tricks to dare the dread

 For save prick no lair the bread

 Tore hate dick the fair no friend

Poor cane hick be mare lone trend

Tour pain knick deed tear done send