It was, it was a fairy man
		  Who came to town to-day;
		"I'll make a cake for sixpence
		  If you will pay, will pay."
		
		I paid him with a sixpence,
		  And with a penny too;
		He made a cake of rainbows,
		  And baked it in the dew.
		
		The stars he caught for raisings,
		  The sun for candied peel,
		The moon he broke for spices
		  And ground it on a wheel.
		
		He stirred the cake with sunbeams,
		  And mixed it faithfully
		With all the happy wishings
		  That come to you and me.
		
		He iced it with a moonbeam,
		  He patterned it with play,
		And sprinkled it with star dust
		  From off the Milky Way.

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