'A Ratta Tat  Child'  by  Trish

LIFE AT RATTA TAT CASTLE

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All was still, silent. but not for very long.

Music began! Pipes played too

Tin whistles piped a cheery song.

Out of , the dark gray castle, with a merry merrily laugh

Came the 'Ratta Tat Children'.adancing,

 free, free at last

Oh, how they danced, lept, and sang

In dresses made from greenest grass.

They tipped their heads politely, as they ran past

Beads the colors of dew drops, ruby red as well  

Swished wildly back, up, then down

to the rhythm of the juggler's bell.

The Ratta Tat Children had fine, long, russet hued tales

They swished them gaily back and forth

An invitation to the eager males.

Dressed in long coats of sunlight, singing a silvery tune
The male 'Ratta Tat' children, shone brightly

as a harvest  moon.

Beads were tapped with  tiny  teaspoons, some used miniature hammers
A tinker, tinked as he entered
With a glittery greenery banner

It read, Dance 'Ratta Tat Children,'
Dance Dance, one and all.
Prepare yourselves for tonight's Grand Feast.
Twill be held in the castle's hall.

Tushie
             (More to come)