Imagine a Delphinium

From far and wide the darling dolls arrive at Awelek Bryn The school that shows them how to be contented dolls of ten With badgers in the hedgerow, and tales of hidden door A missing benefactress, and tea and scones galore With romps upon the misty moor in search of Bodwin Beast A spring recital, trances and celebratory feast The knitting by the fireside, and shrubberies that talk With piskies and a baroness and coastal paths to walk With flying cakes and epic dreams and getting lost in mazes And learning how to drink and blink to see exotic places Please come to Awelek Bryn with me, Lavinia and Millie The dolls may touch your very heart; it's jolly to be silly