Tom Dick and Harry

Tom, Dick and Harry.

Through the forest the old man shuffles,

With his pig, in search of truffles.

They’ve both done this time out of mind:

But now old Tom is all but blind…

And near Tom’s gate young Richard’s lurking –

A lad who hates all thought of working.

He’s stolen since he was a boy

His feckless lifestyle brings him joy.

“It’s so easy – knock Tom down,

Then sell the truffles in the town:

He can find them first for me:

So simple now he cannot see!”

Tom’s home is on the forest’s edge,

Behind a somewhat straggly hedge,

And there young Richard lies in wait.

He sees Tom opening the gate,

And knocks him down, his cries he muffles,

And then he runs off with the truffles.

Bur Tom’s pig, Harry, saves the day –

He hardly needs old Tom to say

“Go, get him boy!”  - he’s off so quick,

And soon knocks over hapless Dick.

Now Richard lies upon his back,

Sprawled winded, right across the track.

Then Harry to the village trots,

And, at his squealing, from their plots

And houses rush the village folk,

Who all regard it as a joke

That Harry Pig’s defeated Dick!

They gather up Tom’s truffles quick,

And check old Tom has not been hurt –

(He’s fine, if covered all in dirt).

Embarrassed, Richard slinks away

He’s not been heard of since that day.

Then someone say’s “Lets have a feast,

To celebrate this noble beast!”

And so they party long that night,

And dance, and laugh, and get quite tight.

Then to the town the tale they carry:

Of Tom, bad Dick, and hero Harry!

This was an exercise in which we had to include 3 characters, one blind, and Truffles! The verse option was totally my own decision