The Piper
the piper piped for African fox
it danced lightning strokes
rhythms and tones were loud
but refused to follow dance law
he sang music to snake
it opened its fangs instead
venom was sprayed in his eyes
divine grace made him see again
the piper in his amusement
never ever learned to think
he invited cranes for tea
they remained on the trees
He tried his luck with the hare
it came and sat on his laps
dancing and wriggling in joy
at the end all his estates went
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