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