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The Night Watchman

The night watchman he is

always keeps vigil outside

goes around every half an hour

blows his whistle harsh

perhaps in a way to say

he is awake and alert

the sound is at its peak

when the night sets in

becomes very weak

while the dawn arrives

a show of fatigue very explicit

that be his routine all the year

being there for a decade now

a means to earn his bread

not a likely occupation anyway.

This being the most realistic attribute

as many other intricacies follow

with serious intonations in the go

Once upon a time there lived,

So starts the tale vivid,

Telling stories that appear rigid,

Provoking the listener to a frigid.

Once upon a time there was,

The story opens up with the cause,

Narrating incidents that induces a toss,

Presenting a terrific clause.

Once upon a time a King ruled,

The tale keeps us pulled,

Initiating a depiction in absolute build,

Proposing a grandeur thoroughly filled .

Once upon a time people were merry,

So the story glides effortlessly like a fairy,

Creating an assiduous cherry,

Imparting a belief that life is now dreary.

Long long ago the story unfolds ,

To an age of long time holds,

Impelling a strain of sequence in moulds,

Forcing a vigil as the episode rolls.