" PEASEBLOSSOM
A gloaming peace this evening with it brings
In the countryside where we lay our scene
Toad-ballad accompan'd, crickets sing,
and cupcake crumbs make fairy hands unclean.

An indignant Moth squeaked, "There were cupcakes?! "

― Lisa Mantchev , Perchance to Dream (Théâtre Illuminata, #2)