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Pied Piper
heard him play his flute last night
calling to the children to dance
on the moors in a sliver of moonlight
his song floated across the valley
where the lillies do grow
in hypnotizing reedy monotone
rats litter the streets
far too many for a cats feast
floating on the wind like a song
from a lark
the minstrel holds the magic in his tune
listen closely child you'll be dancing
for him very soon
calling to the children to dance
on the moors in a sliver of moonlight
his song floated across the valley
where the lillies do grow
in hypnotizing reedy monotone
rats litter the streets
far too many for a cats feast
floating on the wind like a song
from a lark
the minstrel holds the magic in his tune
listen closely child you'll be dancing
for him very soon
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