The One Who Stayed: Shel Silverstein
You should have heard the biddies
When that sad stranger rasied his flute
And piped away the kiddies
Katy, Tommy, Meg, and Bob
Followed skipping gailey
Red-haired Ruth, my brother Ron
And little crippled Bailey
Jon and Nils and Cousin Claire
Dancin', spinnin', turnin'
'Cross the hills to god knows where-
They never came returnin'
'Cross the hills to god know where
The piper pranced a leadin'
Each child in Hamlin town but me
And I stayed homeUnheedin'
My papa says that I was blest for if that music fond me
I'd be witch-cast like all the rest
This town grows old around me
I cannot say I did not here
That sound so hauntin' hollow
I heard, I heard, I heard it clear
I was afraid to follow
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