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Tales Of Ancient Greece : Pan The Goatman

Upon green rolling hills,
Under the blazing sun,
Stood two shepherds arguing fiercely,
Over the possession of a found ewe,

"The ewe is mine!
She was on my land",
The taller of the two herdsmen exclaimed,
"You are a thief for sure,
As I recognize the markings,
On my poor lost creature"
The other said firmly,

Then from over the hills,
Came stomping Pan,
The God of shepherds and wild beasts,
To the men's excitement and honor,

"Oh Pan,
Bless me with this ewe,
Which this tall oaf has stolen from me,
And believe no words that come from him",
The shorter man begged the God,
While the other clenched his fists in rage,

Pan scratched behind his goat ears,
And played mindlessly with his horns,
While an embarrassed look crept upon his face,
As he cleared his throat and said,
Can I have my wife back"?

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I needed the smile I’m wearing right now. Thank you you sweet comedian.

Excellent timing on the punch

Np! :) Thx!!

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