Hark, Hark
Once upon a time a King practiced charity. To ten lepers
clad in tags he gave ten copper coins, to buy themselves old rags. To ten
laborers clad in rags he gave ten silver coins, to buy themselves new overalls.
And to the high-maintenance Lady of a land-poor Lord, clad in velvet gown, he
gave ten golden coins, to buy herself a robe of fitch.
The lepers, the laborers and the Lady Abercrombie left town,
re-clad; and all of the city’s dogs barked at them. The King said to the dogs,
“Why do you make such a racket?”
The dogs stopped barking; they looked at the King; and one
of them said, “Because we too are beggars, and this is our turf.”
Moral: Beware the competition.
Comment: This
Underfable riffs on this Mother Goose rhyme:
Hark, hark, the dogs do bark!
The
beggars are coming to town;
Some
in rags, and some in tags
And
one in velvet gown.
I gave it this tune:
CFGAGF
FGGFEEFG
CFDFAGF
DCFAGF
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