I haven’t, technically, followed the template of this week’s excellent Dutch fairy tale told by Chèvrefeuille: the Lady of Stavoren. I was “inspired” to write a rhyming poem about the telling of tales.
Come now children, gather quite close
Which story do you want to hear the most?
One where everyone is moral and right
Or where the raven arrives in the night?
A tale of Wilfred’s avarice and greed
Or Angelica quietly plants a wish seed?
Perhaps the king with his castle on high
Maybe the gold dandelion fluff wafting by?
What calls to Havelock from the well far below
With the perfect touch, the jewel that will glow?
The story of the world’s most precious thing
Or how the mockingbird first learned to sing?
So, which story would you all like to hear?
Remember that bedtime soon will be near.
Come children, now gather up quite close,
As I tell of Belinda and her favourite ghost.