Below are the cheers that I'm proudest of that I've posted in Shout It Out for the Wee Ones. I hope you like them.

This first one won the Wee One Shout of the Week. The others are just normal cheers I've posted.

I've learnt one very important thing,
looking at all the cheers here.
It doesn't matter how long your cheer is,
as long your spirit all can hear.

If you put your heart into your cheer,
then it will surely show.
So the best cheer can be short,
as long as with spirit it does glow!

A pinch of glitter, and a dash of spice,
a dusting of spirit and it looks real nice!
A put a lot of work into my dusting,
so it sounds really grand and not disgusting.
I dust my sites with glee and joy,
passing on the spirit to every girl and boy.
In case you haven't guessed, I'm a wee one,
a little fairy with a lot of spirit and fun!
DAngelwing Flyers are my spirited team,
their sence of fun and spirit just beams!
I adore being a Wee One for the Site Fights,
having fun all year round, days and nights.
The fun, the friends, the sense of mystery,
it's all a part of the Wee One history.
Through the good and bad times, the Wee Ones are there,
with good wishes and help and even a pryer.
So now you know what a Wee One does,
why don't you join, so you can share the buzz?
A mass of friends and fun and support,
plus spreading the spirit for the world's first internet sport!

Wee One spirit shines so bright,
to many I'm sure it's a guiding light.
As a fighter their dustings kept me going,
through all kinds of weather, sunny or snowing.
A Wee One I've been for quite a while now,
and to the rest of the wee one's I give a bow.
These guys and gals are a spirited group,
who'll welcome you readily into their loop.

A flutter of wings can be heard,
as soft as a feather, and light as bird.
Ready to have some spirited fun,
laughing and playing out in the sun,
But most of all signing guestbooks,
and see all the great site looks.
My favourite site is right here,
where I can read every cheer.
I like all the spirit I can see.
In fact, it makes me giggle with glee.
But the thing at the Site Fights that never fails,
whether your team has wings or tails,
is the kindess of all when you're in need.
The people here at touching indeed!
 

On wings so light and airy
along flies a wee little fairy
all ready and waiting with spirit and dust,
and that tinkling little giggle that's a must.
But oh this fairy is so blue,
she's already run out of things to do!
At half past twelve on monday morning,
before the sun is even dawning,
she's already dusted all her sites,
and has been writing cheers every nights.
But suddenly she gets an idea in her head,
she could dust more site before bed.
So I'm sorry my friend but I must be away,
I have many more sites to dust today!

You see a shooting star is the night,
and make a wish in it's fading light.
You wish for a place where race doesn't matter,
and clothes can be slick or in tatters.
A place where peace amoung all is real,
and everyone shares what they feel.
But then you flutter your wings and look around,
and see all the people below on the ground.
The Site Fights is all that you've wished for,
plus fun and games and so much more!

A wonderous place stands before me,
glowing with a celestrial light.
All around I see tiny fairies,
and hear laughter left and right.
A fairy comes and takes my hand,
she leads me into the peacful town,
and I'm amazed by the people I see,
none of them have a frown.
There are dragons and elves,
bunnies and angels and fairies galore.
The fairy is leading me further now,
to a place where I can learn the team's lore.
After that the fairy lets me wander,
and I visit places of growing flowers,
to a sea side boardwalk,
to a place full of powers.
This wonderful place is filled with words,
but the words hold so much more.
They hold the team spirit and let it shine,
and they're cheered here by the score.
So now I've seen what can be achieved,
I decided I wanted to try,
to show my gratitude to everyone here
for helping my spirit climb so high!
 

Site Fights Approved

The midi you are to listening to is 'Anywhere Is' by Enya.

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