The mountain frowned
Into the dark
"I wonder how long he'll take?"
"He'll come! He'll come!
'fore the turn of clock"
Assured the tranquil lake.
The little birds chirped
"Who else do we ask
If he appearance does not make?"
'No one else can do his task"
Replied the loyal lake.
The trees worried
"How do we cook
If he decides to forsake?"
"Oh, he'll be here
By hook or crook"
Replied the soothing lake.
The mountain said,
Yours no loss of gains
By his little mistake."
"That's not true -
I make the rains"
Replied the patient lake.
"Hello there!"
And the Sun rose up
Rays disbanding in the sky
Gorgeous splashes
Of colour lit up
The world
And the mountain high.
And the happy lake
Reflected all
While the others hurried to explain
"Twas the mountain's fault -
He gave the call
But we'll never mistake again!"
"Why blackguards you!
You cheating lot!"
The angry mountain cried.
But the birds twittered
The lake rippled
And the Sun
Quite sunnily smiled.
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