Poems that rhyme

Fairy dust

The full moon tainted red,
The purple sheets on the bed.
The ware-wolf strikes at half past three,
If you want to stay alive then follow me.
Towards the exit of the house,
It's cold outside so you've got your blouse.
Trodding through the thick, thick mud,
Hoping the town doesn't flood.
Rain bucketing down from the night sky,
Then we see a fairy fly by.
We follow the winged pixie through the woods,
Walking away from the neighbourhoods.
Making a stop at a large tree,
Suddenly all eyes on me.
With a sigh I get out my key,
And open the door to the old tree.
I open to see old friends from a far,
With a smile they all scream "here ya are"
I turn to you,
And introduce you to.
Everyone that we're safe near,
Everyone that I hold quite dear.