The piper played a song,
the little children sang along,
little steps they took
following the piper's tunes,
he led them through a gate,
to the fires of Hell, it led,
the children unaware
skipped and frolicked
humming along the tune,
to their, imminent death,
each step, they took.

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when the piper plays
all the rats listen
they do his bidding
when the piper plays
don’t you listen ?
his flute carries sounds of lies
but you’ve never liked the truth
so when the songs
says he loves you
you’d wiggle your tail
twerk and squeak in excitement
forgetting you are not
the only rat that listens

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the crow was calling;
the dead piper was his friend;
the bird took the heart.

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Came a Piper piped
Sang a song of love
She swayed to the music
Danced to the rhytmn
Healed her broken soul
Taught her to love once more
As he came , so he went
Dancing through the streets
Left her once again
Shattered her dreams to peice

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Hello, pipers, give me music. I will give you words and together we will create songs.

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Piper at the gates of Dawn!

Random, Fragmented Thoughts
Coming out in Bits and Pieces
Reflected Her current State of Mind
And a deep Stream
Leading back to Her Past;

And now as She writes,
An Angel watches over Her;
He knows that She will Heal
And be Whole again ..... !

She will find Her long, lost Soul!

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