The Miller's Tale
Richard
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He bellowed for help, a flood's on its way!
But Alisoun and Nick, had a different game to play.
But landed with Absalom, a comical feat.
This tale of deceit, a bawdy romance.
He planned to escape with Alisoun, you see,
Wally the wheeze, climbed for a tasty treat,
Alisoun feigned innocence, a sly, wicked grin,
He craved a hot meal, some company too,
This tale of deceit, getting out of control!
So next time you court, with a heart full of glee,
Also desired Alisoun, a story untold.
John, still aloft, his anger did rise,
John, bruised and bewildered, exposed Nick's wicked plight.
While poor John the carpenter, snored through the night.
Lived with John, with a stargazer's plan.
He doted on her, kept her locked away tight,
A student named Absalom, with locks flowing gold,
Also fell for Alisoun, down on his knees.
Love and trickery, a fire that can burn.
The Miller's tale ends, with a lesson to learn,
In Oxford town, a carpenter named John,
As the rope snapped, leaving him hanging, aghast.
He joined in the plot, a love triangle's plight,
Had a young wife, Alisoun, fair as the dawn.
He whispered of love, a forbidden delight,
While Absalom climbed, for Alisoun's room.
John climbed to the basket, a terrible crash,
This tale of deceit, let the laughter begin!
John, fearing a flood, by Nick's cunning tongue fooled,
A scholar named Nick, a cunning young man,
They tricked him with shouts, of a watery doom,
The commotion awoke the whole town in a fright,
He cut down the baskets, with fury in his eyes.
Remember dear listener, what goes around, comes back to thee!
While Nick and Absalom, climbed for a rendezvous, oh glee!
This tale of deceit, just what will they do?
This tale of deceit, under the pale moonlight.
Built three baskets, high in the rafters, so rude.
Nick, with his lute and voice like a song,
He lusted for Alisoun, a right merry dance,
A jolly old parish clerk named Wally the wheeze,
Nick, with a hot poker, dealt him a blow,
But love, like a miller's wheel, it grinds both day and night.
Charmed Alisoun, though to John she belonged.
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