A poem a friend wrote to me, december 2011 I think… :-)

Poem written for a friend

There was a pied piper in Hamelin,
with a profile photographers dream of,
who enticed all the mice away
to no one knows where.

And when the last mouse
had finally been been sent scampering,
our piper decided a cat would be really the thing.
But while waiting for just the right cat,
in the meantime
a discovery was made.

That, lo and behold,
there was more to Hamelin than one might imagine
and beyond that tiny town
a great world to explore.

So like all good music makers who follow their music,
this one went off to see what could be had.

(Maybe even that elusive cat)

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