THE PIED PIPER

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

moral : never rip off a magician

the populace of hamelin

were some folks that loved their rats
when they would sup, they'd eat them up
and used their skins for hats
 
their tails were used as money
and their teeth and nails for jewels
the tailors chose the best for clothes
their bones they used as tools
 
but then came revolution
and the balance was upset
the children there said, "this ain't fair
these rats should be our pets"
 
the rat farms, they were raiding
and the cages were unlocked
the rats ran free quite merrily
the city heads were shocked
 
the town would be in ruins
if this trend began to grow
they needed rats but not these brats
the kids would have to go
 
then spoke a man, all dressed up
in strange multicolored hues
"i am a man who has a plan
my skills you'll need to use"
 
"for i am a musician
and magician just as well
when my pipe sings up truly springs
a quite amazing spell"
 
"i'll lure your children, madly
towards a labyrinth of caves
direction, tossed, they'll be quite lost
thus, your rats will be saved"
 
"but my work is expensive
and towards rat tails, i am cold
i'll do the task but i will ask
for ninety coins of gold"
 
now, gold was quite unheard of
but they had a plan as well
and when the slob had done the job
they'd tell him, "go to hell"
 
the piper did their bidding
through the streets, out rang his song
and as it played, the children strayed
and gladly came along
 
a cavalcade was forming
what an awkward little march
a dancing man with pipe in hand
the children, stiff as starch
 
he led them from the city
to the mountains in the north
and even though they trod through snow
no arguments came forth
 
the piper made his way back
to the township's city hall
though childless now, they broke their vow
and paid him not at all
 
they expected maybe outrage
but the gent did not seem riled
he turned and strode right down the road
his pipe a-singing wild
 
but there was something brewing
for the tune that he now played
allured no brats, but now the rats
joined in on the parade
 
the rodents came a-marching
every color , shape and size
the serenade the piper played
just seemed to hypnotize
 
and soon the folks discovered
that their rats had left their town
their short supply would soon run dry
no fresh goods could be found
 
then hamelin was a a-dying
all its people laid to waste
they had no rats to make their hats
nor flesh for them to taste
 
the piper has stopped piping
for the tune no longer charmed
he found his niche and grew quite rich
as rodents, he now farmed
 
 
 
 


Submitted: April 02, 2012

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BITSxOFxKINKY

this inspired me ......

The Pied Piper of Economy

The tall figure stood hidden within the shadow,
his blue eyes filled with pain and sorrow.
As he gazed upon the crowded thoroughfare,
as rich and powerful go about their businesses unaware.
The frown on his forehead showing consternation,
at the great divide in this country's economization.


this is the first stanza... i think i will post the rest later hope you will come by tonight or tomorrow and read :)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 5:21pm

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nice....looking forward to it :)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 8:48pm

Wilbur

Oh funny, funny. Wundafull and fun. Just leaving you my thanks, once again.
Kindest regards, Connie (rat-hat? Wonders never cease)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 7:45pm

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glad you enjoyed, thanks Connie :)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 8:54pm

Kalika997

awesome! i would never have thought of this! A great twist on an old fable! A very well done! :)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 9:14pm

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thanks so much....glad you enjoyed :)

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 8:56pm

poetrypallet


Lovely funny and Clever :) :)

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 4:23pm

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thanks for your time and kind comments

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 9:17pm

californiadreamin

Your mind is a wonderful mystery. You come up with the strangest, most amazingly funny stuff! I love this one!

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 5:46pm

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i liked the original story as a kid and i decided to give it a twist...thanks :)

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 9:18pm

Charles Mausolf

This just goes to show to keep to your word. Really good twist to the story.

Wed, April 4th, 2012 7:26pm

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glad you enjoyed....thank you

Wed, April 4th, 2012 1:48pm

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