Date Posted:19:06:46 09/25/03 Thu Author: Laurelina Windsong pleez comment!!!!!! Subject: A Story of Old Times
A story that needs to be told
A quav'ring voice, not very bold
But with a story and tale to tell
Like the ocean heard in a shell.
Of faraway lands, of daring deeds
Of friends and riddles and pitiful needs
Now listen, that's all I ask
And maybe you'll see the tale's mask.
It used to be, that long ago
Many things we did not know
Yet things that now we don't understand
Was common sense, throughout the lands.
And when we came upon a fork in the road
We chose the path by the weight of our load
Things that are tough issues now
Were determined by the sweat on our brow.
So many things that were so simple
Now have gone astray
And thus I am left, the old and weary
To tell you this story today.
