A Pix' Named Blue

When the pixie dust, it fails to work,
Well, I bet you feel like the world's a jerk
And that you have nothing else to do
But to suffer through.

And all day long, you're singin' a song
About how the pixies just don't get along
And that if you were paying for a service,
You just might sue.

What can you do?
Please, don't be blue!

So you tried again in the early morning,
Hoping to avoid a reason for scorning
Every little person making
Pixie dust.

And all hope was lost when you hit the page
(And almost hit the wall in rage)
As it still hung there,
Loading rust.

And then you're through!
No status new.

But then, all of a sudden, in a bit of luck
You tried again, and it didn't suck.
Now you could fly
through pixie land.

And everything was fine as you went along,
Hoppin', and skippin', and singin' a song
About the time your pixie
Went and flew.