The Piper's Payment
It was quiet as the children slept.
As a horror through their house crept.
Scuttling past their bedside legs.
Bumping into wooden pegs.
Past the door they did crawl through the crack in the drenched drywall.
Their fleeing, though, was interrupted swiftly
As a hefty man busted in quickly.
Glass shattering to the ground
Making a stomach sinking heart stopping sound.
The parents leapt from their slumber.
As the father went down to check the mother dialed a number.
She waited for something to grab her attention
For her husband had forgot to mention.
The mouse exterminator they had hired
Grew bitter when he was fired.
An eerie text popped up on her phone.
Asking if the kids were home.
She heard a cry from her husband downstairs.
Past the kitchen with upturned chairs
They saw the empty bedroom of their kids.
For he called himself the Piper and this is the payment he bids
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