Hameln town was plagued with rats
Some of them as big as cats.
The city burghers held a pow-wow
We must rid of these somehow.
We will take that piper`s offer
It will denude the city coffer
But that`s a minor price to pay
To have a completely rat-free day.
So off the piper piped his tune
It was near mid afternoon
The rats all followed on his heels
Over meadows, roads and fields
Tumbled in the river Weser
It was boiling like a geser.
The burgers although very pleased
Were not to fall around his knees
Instead they offered half the price.
Now that was not so very nice.
The piper said "You can go f**k
You will have some real bad luck.
So piped away a merry tune
The children followed very soon.
So that`s how Hameln came to be
A city full of O.A.P`s
Author notes
The moral of this story is: don`t renage on your promise.
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- Childhood fables... by azlyn.
450 points, ended May 15, 2007, 15 entries
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wonderful moral and story !! Great luck to you in the contest... Betsy
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What a wonderful tale of the pied piper. I had heard the whole tale before but your twist onto it,with your wonderful rythm and flow made it a true treasure to read. terrific job.
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If I'd ever heard this whole tale. It evades memory. But it's doubtful the F word would be in a childs tale.Though it sounds like a few my Uncle Ernast might of told.Ha! Thanks for retelling the tale entirly.Can't say as I'd blame the Piper.
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I'm not expert, but I really like your writing. It's not my kind of writing, but I like variety.
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I knew this would be all kinds of fun!!! Great poem and I loved your take on this! Best of luck.
Blessings,
Azlyn
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