The Mystic Fountain (poem) Once there was a mystic fountain in a quiet little town. People came to visit her from places all around. Twas said for just one penny she could grant a simple wish. She could not move a mountain but she could produce a fish. She made the people happy was her greatest gift of all. She even had the kindness to give candy to the small. As time went on its destined course and people less confined, More people heard the story of a fountain they could find. The people came and people saw; twas not sheer fantasy. Except the cost of one small cent, a simple wish was free. The town’s folk grew more happy and also very rich. They lost their need wishes and the fountain’s little fish. “Why should we take in pennies when its dollars we could rake?” “Think about the village and improvements we could make.” They spoke about the fountain; their source of wealth and fame. “She looks quite old. She needs big work. And let’s give her a name!” There is a fountain with a legend in a prosperous town. People come to see it from all the world around. Tis said for just one dollar it could grant a single wish. It could even move a mountain or produce a simple fish. - martin 2010
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 00:53:29 +0000
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