The Ballad of the Rain Bard

There once was a bard with a carefree soul
In the beautiful land of the golden bird
He thought his songs were destined for a goal
That some day they would reach out to the whole wide world

By the twist of fate there was a problem though
Each time he composed and broke into a song
The skies opened with a heavy downpour
And it would rain heavily all day long

They bound him and gagged him, flogged him and whacked him
Swearing that he was possessed
Little did they realize in their reckless whim
That he was infact blessed

The soul of the rainbard cried out to the Lord
Why did they not accept his rhyme
So one day he solemnly vowed
That he would not sing for a long long time

All of a sudden it ceased to rain
And the sun shone bright and fierce
Their prayers for showers were all in vain
And they were all led to tears

The drought in the land was acute
And there seemed to be no respite
Then in stepped the rainbard with his quill and his lute
Lo and behold, it rained all day and night

They all sang and danced with the rainbard
They all sang and danced with glee
They all sang and danced with abandon
For the glory of God was there to see

The moral of this story is
Very nice and very short
Love your brother as yourself
And you will be blessed a lot