In a tiny little town
In the middle of the sea
A small dirty dog
Carried a shiny silver key
He walked up the streets
And back down again
Wanting sweet meats
And flavored grain
But the old man Brown
In the middle of the sea
In the tiny little town
In the shop by the tree
Did not like the dog,
For he stole his key
To his store made of log;
To the shop by the tree
And the small dirty dog
Did not like him either
Brown had shelter and grog
And offered him neither
"Oh! In a world of compromise
There's a tiny little town
Of un-compromise
In the middle of the sea,
Where two stubborn beings
Won't let the other in
No matter the jig of heart strings
One will not let the other win
Not one will see the other eye"
Said a Woman as a passerby
And she then bent to untie
The key from the small dirty dog
Then she went to meet
The Old man Brown
And took his grog treat
And shelter down
And put them on Ship T,
On the docks of the tiny town
In the middle of the sea ,
And sailed them away
Away, away!
They sailed away
Out into the middle of the sea
to the World of Compromise
A/N: (Teacher forced us to reenter the poetry contest, even if you already did, and basically she would jsut grade it and throw it away. :( what a waste! My first ballad I think...)
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