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The Pied Piper

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The Pied Piper


The Pied piper
He moved from town to town
He blew a happy flute, did he
And the children gathered round
To hear his lovely melodies;
But all the rats that were
They all loved his music too
And so there did occur
An epidemic did break out
As the plague did show it’s self
And many folk were coming down
So very low on health.

The towns folk, they all got together
With fear wrote on their faces
And dropped all signs of self importance
And all their foolish graces
They went to see this humble man
Who played his horn so well
In a little cabin where
This little man did dwell
They said ‘Please Mr Piper man
Will you rid us of these rats
The blooming things are so damned big
They’ve eaten all the cats

The Piper told them with a smile
Your will, it will be done
And so they kept the children in
And the fun it had begun
The rats were dancing, laughing, crying
As the piper played his tune
He led them through the city roads
Beneath the big bright moon
They walked for miles, and miles, and miles
And then he left them all
So far from where they could do harm
That piper was no fool!

The piper humbly went on back
To the town, to get his dough
He asked the city counsellors
Where he had to go
To get the cash that he was promised
Well, they just laughed at him
And when he saw no gold a coming
He went out looking grim
Next day the town was ghostly silent
No kids were anywhere
And everything within the town 
Seemed desolate and bare.

The towns folk cried, the children laughed
And danced along the way
The pied piper, he merely smiled
And just enjoyed his day
He knew the game of give and take
That Karma always wins
That one day each must take a look
At all our many sins
And know we have to pay the piper
This be the way it goes
You really cannot, fool the piper
The piper always knows.

13 June 2013 @ 1818hrs.








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