"The Fool Repeats a Failed Endeavor
Under the very Same Conditions
Expecting Different Results."

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A #WRITCO Fable Song

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RIVER
OF
DREAMS

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(VERSE 1)
Once upon a moonlit night so fair,
Two creatures met 'neath whispers of the air,
The Scorpion and the Fox did share,
A plight that seemed so rare a pair.

The Fox, so sly, with fur so sleek and red,
The Scorpion, with a tail so long and dead,
Both looked across the stream in dread,
For life's sweet meadow on the other spread.


(VERSE 2)
The Scorpion spoke with voice so high,
"My dear, how might we both get by?
This water's wide and swift, it would seem.
Our chances of crossing are but a dream."

The Fox, with grin, did say the best,
"Allow me, sir, to be your quest,
Upon my back, hold tight and cling,
Across the stream, together we shall spring."


(CHORUS)
Oh, the Owl above in tree did hoot a tee-hee
"What foolishness, this absolute baffoonery!
To trust a scorpion with your hide,
Is like playing poker with a cheating bride."


(VERSE 3)
The Fox began to ponder slow,
But vanity, alas, had quite a tow,
"Perhaps he's changed," he thought with cheer,
"Perhaps he's not the same old beer."

He bent his back, the scorpion took a seat,
And whispered in the Fox's ear so neat,
"I promise not to sting, for fear of drown,
Our friendship is what we must uptown."


(VERSE 4)
The Fox stepped in with hope so gold,
The water rushing, bold and cold,
Midway through, the scorpion spoke,
"A question, Fox, if I may invoke."

"What is it, my eight-legged friend?"
The Fox did ask, without an end,
"Why do the stars in the sky...