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Long ago in days of yore
there lived a man of gold,
for though his heart was that of age,
his soul was not so old.

His name was John, he lived alone
high above the sea.
Leaving visitors would mutter,
"How lonely he must be!"

But John was not alone at all
despite his empty rooms.
His heart was filled with laughter,
despite his house of tombs.

Each day he would walk in field glory,
though his feet would stay aground.
He never left the yard
but he traveled the world around.

Some would gossip, "insane is he"
when he told them of his trips.
Bug he would cry "Away with that!"
He would abide their rips.

Some claimed he had mountains of coin,
some say he had not a cent.
Some boast of all the fortunes he hid,
some speak of all he spent.

None but an orphan could see beyond
the stories of John, the strange.
And that one child, Lena her name
Was also believed deranged.

So John and Lena, the days they would spend
living adventures and fun,
were alone in sharing their peace with the world,
and rejoiced each day in the sun.

So now the whispers turned from humor to malice
as they watched the two in play.
"He spends his time with a little girl!"
the townspeople would say.

And so they climbed, the rancid crowd,
they climbed atop his hill.
THey came with fire, they came with shouts,
damning him naught but ill.

"Away with you!" cried the folk,
"we want you gone from here!"
"How have I harmed you, I'll make amends!"
But none of it did they hear.

THey picked him up and carried him off
across the flowery yard.
He struggled and faught with all of his might
but their hold was just too hard.

Up and over they threw poor John
over the icy cliff.
And when they found him dead the next day,
his body was already stiff.

Poor poor Lena, how she did cry
to lose her only friend.
And so she planned, in her sorrow
how too to meet her end.

To the town she left a note,
giving her reasons why.
Twas strewn about all over town,
all her plans to die.

She left a time and so they came,
they climbed the cliff at dawn.
And when they arrived, Lena did turn
and turned into a fawn.

"Witch!" they cried in fear and hate
and pushed her over the side.
The fawn didn't fight or try to stop
or even to run and hide.

WHen she was dead they stood as one
and marveled what great they had done.
But over their voices came a loud cry
that trampled on all of their fun.

"What have you done?!" it shouted at them
as they all cringed away.
"Why have you turned against one so good,
a miracle sent on this day?

For this dear child, a gift I had brought
to teach to all of you.
You destroy all that you don't understand,
even if purity be true."

And out of the sun a beam shone down
as the heavens opened a door.
And down that beam a woman did walk,
one none could help but adore.

Her hair was gold, her skin like glass
And all fell down to their knees.
"how can we help?" they begged of her,
for they wanted only to please.

"I came from above to deliver a message,"
the beautiful woman did say,
"to bring a gift of life and love
for you to know each day.

"Love another as you loved yourselves
and do not judge in haste.
FOr if you do be sure to know
It will be a waste.

"If you wrong another person,
whether be friend or foe,
I will come to you again
and this be sure to know:

"I will reap all the Hell on this place
THat I can surely muster.
None will live in peace again,
None will have smiles or luster.

"I will give you a chance this day
to right what you have done.
I can wash the blood of death
from you, yes every one."

And the people nodded and claimed
they wanted all to be right.
So the woman, she clapped her hands
and tday was turned to night.

When the people looked all around,
they saw what changes took place.
Apart stood John and Lena together,
Will smiles of knowledge and grace.

ANd so was all returned to norm,
each day for Lena and John.
THey played together, adventures and fun.
With it's business, the town went on.

Noo more rumors or watchful eyes
did they bother to show.
Instead they stood shoulder to shoulder,
thier faces were all of aglow.

For peace had won and they had learned
not to question again
the friendships of people, to savor the love
and not question who, where, or when.

Description
Long ago in days of yore
there lived a man of gold,
for though his heart was that of age,
his soul was not so old.

His name was John, he lived alone
high above the sea.
Leaving visitors would mutter,
"How lonely he must be!"

But John was not alone at all
despite his empty rooms.
His heart was filled with laughter,
despite his house of tombs.

Each day he would walk in field glory,
though his feet would stay aground.
He never left the yard
but he traveled the world around.

Some would gossip, "insane is he"
when he told them of his trips.
Bug he would cry "Away with that!"
He would abide their rips.

Some claimed he had mountains of coin,
some say he had not a cent.
Some boast of all the fortunes he hid,
some speak of all he spent.

None but an orphan could see beyond
the stories of John, the strange.
And that one child, Lena her name
Was also believed deranged.

So John and Lena, the days they would spend
living adventures and fun,
were alone in sharing their peace with the world,
and rejoiced each day in the sun.

So now the whispers turned from humor to malice
as they watched the two in play.
"He spends his time with a little girl!"
the townspeople would say.

And so they climbed, the rancid crowd,
they climbed atop his hill.
THey came with fire, they came with shouts,
damning him naught but ill.

"Away with you!" cried the folk,
"we want you gone from here!"
"How have I harmed you, I'll make amends!"
But none of it did they hear.

THey picked him up and carried him off
across the flowery yard.
He struggled and faught with all of his might
but their hold was just too hard.

Up and over they threw poor John
over the icy cliff.
And when they found him dead the next day,
his body was already stiff.

Poor poor Lena, how she did cry
to lose her only friend.
And so she planned, in her sorrow
how too to meet her end.

To the town she left a note,
giving her reasons why.
Twas strewn about all over town,
all her plans to die.

She left a time and so they came,
they climbed the cliff at dawn.
And when they arrived, Lena did turn
and turned into a fawn.

"Witch!" they cried in fear and hate
and pushed her over the side.
The fawn didn't fight or try to stop
or even to run and hide.

WHen she was dead they stood as one
and marveled what great they had done.
But over their voices came a loud cry
that trampled on all of their fun.

"What have you done?!" it shouted at them
as they all cringed away.
"Why have you turned against one so good,
a miracle sent on this day?

For this dear child, a gift I had brought
to teach to all of you.
You destroy all that you don't understand,
even if purity be true."

And out of the sun a beam shone down
as the heavens opened a door.
And down that beam a woman did walk,
one none could help but adore.

Her hair was gold, her skin like glass
And all fell down to their knees.
"how can we help?" they begged of her,
for they wanted only to please.

"I came from above to deliver a message,"
the beautiful woman did say,
"to bring a gift of life and love
for you to know each day.

"Love another as you loved yourselves
and do not judge in haste.
FOr if you do be sure to know
It will be a waste.

"If you wrong another person,
whether be friend or foe,
I will come to you again
and this be sure to know:

"I will reap all the Hell on this place
THat I can surely muster.
None will live in peace again,
None will have smiles or luster.

"I will give you a chance this day
to right what you have done.
I can wash the blood of death
from you, yes every one."

And the people nodded and claimed
they wanted all to be right.
So the woman, she clapped her hands
and tday was turned to night.

When the people looked all around,
they saw what changes took place.
Apart stood John and Lena together,
Will smiles of knowledge and grace.

ANd so was all returned to norm,
each day for Lena and John.
THey played together, adventures and fun.
With it's business, the town went on.

Noo more rumors or watchful eyes
did they bother to show.
Instead they stood shoulder to shoulder,
thier faces were all of aglow.

For peace had won and they had learned
not to question again
the friendships of people, to savor the love
and not question who, where, or when.