Sour and sweet, a popcorn treat,
A faerie's delight, so unique,
With tangy flavors on our tongues,
A snack to please the old and young.
We munch and crunch, with joy and glee,
As the evening falls into night, you see,
The perfect end to an eventful day,
Sour popcorn in hand, worries drift away.
So come and join us, one and all,
In this magical, moonlit hall,
Where the faeries sing, and the popcorn pops,
And the magic never, ever stops.