Long ago,in a misty glen,
There stood a grand ,wooden mansion.
It was painted,blue,it was lively and new,
Now it rots,with not a trace ,not a clue.
People say that long ago,
Near the wide river that used to flow,
The poor and the needy would come to beg,
And the mansion's couple would give them eggs.
But they had a young son,
Who had a lot of crude fun,
In teasing the neighbouring children and men,
Who lived nearby a moor, in a cold ,frosty den.
When his old parents were about to die,
They told him,"Please,be generous and kind".
He agreed,of course ,a big,fat lie,
Cause when they begged,he gave but a piece of his mind.
After a long,and depressing 20 years,
By the time,the son had killed a 1000 deers,
The needy were angry and fed up of his act,
And decided to give him the brutal sack.
After a long day of poaching near the train track,
The son,who was tired ,slowly trudged back,
To his surprise,when he opened the door,
He found his wife ,dead,and tied to a boar.
Then the striken man screamed out,
He was angry,for sure,without any doubt.
He grabbed his gun and strode to the moor,
Ready to cause a bloody furour.
However the poor were ready for gore,
And soon the man too,was tied to a boar.
Ever since, no one has gone to the glen,
Where there stands a big,rotten mansion.
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Poetry!the art of words.
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