Of contentment
A musician at Heart
The uphill farmer had three sons who were small
and had gnome-like features they sat in
the wheel -barrow he was exhibiting them at
local fair to make some money, they hissed and pulled
faces their father didn`t care if he was lucky
someone, a circus owner, could buy them.
People like ogling those of odd shape and laugh.
The farmer had good luck that day sold his goblins for
a tidy sum bow he could afford to buy two more cows
sheep and a new horse, the one he had were for
the knackers yard; he could also do what he liked best
playing his fiddle at weddings and so on.
In the night, the barn without a goblin took fire and
burnt to the ground, but he was not down-hearted
he had been able to save his violin; farming didn`t
interest him and now he was free of pixies and cows.
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