Merry Maidens .. ~ SpaceCase

Nineteen waifs on their way to chapel
Heard two pipers playing a tune
As if by some hyponotical trancing
All the maidens began dancing

Whirling and twirling in the fields
Between the two alluring gypsies
With their sweet harmonies playing
Alas, the girlies should be praying

So taken by the endless tune
The pipers fingers never tired
Until the chapel bells ringing
Interrupted their dancing and singing

Then nineteen bolts of lightening
Came down in a ring from the sky
Turning the wayfarers into stone
Thunder let out a heavy moan

And the flutes were silenced
As the pipers were cursed as well
On Sabath you should worship only Me.
So a ring of pillars, you shall forever be.


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based on the story of the nineteen stones that form a ring in the United Kingdom...the ring is called the Merry Maidens and there are The pipers in the distance....a neat folkloric tale.,,

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