The Reeve's Tale

In a village far from here,
Lived a miller named Symkyn, oh dear,
He was known for his cheating ways,
Stealing corn for countless days.

Oh, the miller's gonna get his due,
With students John and Alan, too,
A tale of tricks and bedlam, oh,
In the Reeve's tale, let the laughter flow!

John and Alan, students bright,
Set off to set the miller right,
To catch him in his sneaky game,
And make him feel a bit of shame.

They watched him steal their corn away,
Then planned to make him rue the day,
With beds all swapped and tricks so sly,
They laughed and winked and then went by.

At night the miller snored so loud,
While his wife and daughter proud,
In beds were laid and soon were swapped,
With John and Alan, oh how they hopped!

In the dark, the chaos spread,
As everyone swapped around in bed,
The miller’s wife with Alan lay,
While John and daughter had their way.

Come morning light, what a sight,
The miller raged with all his might,
But John and Alan laughed with glee,
They'd had their fun and got off free.

So if you cheat and steal away,
Remember this tale, it’s here to stay,
For tricksters may be tricked as well,
In tales like this we love to tell!