Marabelle, a clever girl, loved to take the stage,

Though her talents, true, were lacking, even for her age,

She couldn’t dance or sing or act in any kind of way,

And owned a dozen instruments she couldn’t really play,

(which never did deter her, to the townsfolk’s deep dismay)

She’d put up flowers in her hair to look an elven queen,

And trained her ever faithful horse to play the tambourine

(he played it ill, but better still, than Marabelle could sing)

She’d set a hat out in the street, for all her faithful fans,

To shower her with gifts and coins to fund her future plans,

“One coin can buy an apple, and three can buy a bunch,

So when we’ve got enough to spend, we’ll stop and go to lunch!”

She sang to every passerby with such a timely riot,

They filled her hat right up just to buy some peace and quiet!

See, Marabelle, the clever girl, couldn’t dance or play,

But she had a knack for making her incompetencies pay.



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