The accounting fairy puts on her wings,
Picks up her wand and answers the phone that rings.
She calms the caller who is in distress.
I will deal with HMRC she says, don't you stress.

She takes a pile of paper, sprinkles fairy dust,
Turns them into beautiful accounts to earn her crust.
With a wave of her wand she saves some tax
And finds some costs to cut so you can relax.

In a blink of an eye she sorts out a system,
Magics up some software to make your office glisten.
Lets look at your prices she will say,
So you can find more time  to play. And that, my friends, is a typical magical accounting fairy's day