Uncle Marco and His Gilded Hat

Uncle Marco of Milan lived far off He always sneezed and had a bad cough Everyone feared he had caught the virus They evaded him like poor Lazarus Though grown up, he was more like a child If anyone teased, he would instantly turn wild And for the very reason, he would go mad Once from the market, he bought a gilded hat Wearing the hat, he ran after an impish brat On his way he had to cross a mountainous track Midway he slipped and fell off a steep rock Diving down, the poor man broke his neck From the heights as he landed down flat He sobbed- “Now what use is for my hat”! April.17.2022 To Lighten the Load Poetry Contest Sponsor- Angela Tune
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April 19, 2022 at 7:24 AM
A lighthearted narrative to lighten the mood and boost morale, Valsa. It is a wonderful read for everyone. Wishing you the best of luck in the contest.
Deo Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 10:47 PM
In a way, Sister Dear, it's an existential question: You can gain the wealth of the earth, yet lose your soul, and dread the result ( soul death). Shalom shalom. Smile; chuckle
Wolf Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 6:57 PM
I guess this is what they call a 'hat trick' in other arenas. Cute one, Valsa. :) gw
DiMino Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 6:35 PM
For sure a parachute would have been better, but also would have been a pain in the neck. We have better things to do with our heads. Best of luck in the contest. Delightful read!
Leffanta Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 11:42 AM
This world is filled with people who wear their hat back-to-front, but they enjoy looking like an idiot! "He who would be happy, let him be! Of tomorrow there's no certainty!" Enjoyed! Aloha!
Kendrick Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 7:26 AM
Ohhhh!! So sad. If he had only known the future. I enjoyed reading your contest entry. Reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Thanks for the visit to my page. Sara
Pandit Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 6:47 AM
Certainly like a child--you painted him well, Valsa. I see him in his thoughtless endeavors. A fun filled story to lighten the load.
Buhagiar Avatar
April 18, 2022 at 5:51 AM
That's quite a tale. Wonder what he bought a hat for. I left you a message on messenger. Blessings.
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