The Flowerphone

See the morning-glories hung On the vine for me to use: Hark! A flower-bell has rung, I can talk now, if I choose.

"Hellow Central! Oh, hello! Give me Puck of Fairyland— Mr. Puck, I want to know What I cannot understand.

"How the leaves are scalloped out; Where's the den of Dragon Fly? What do crickets chirp about? Where do flowers go when they die?

"How far can a Fairy see? Why are woodsy things afraid? Who lives in the hollow tree? How are cobweb carpets made?

"Why do Fairies hide?—Hello! What? I cannot understand—" That's the way they always do, They've cut me off from Fairyland!