This is the story of a little town
who was once peaceful
with friendly and helpful souls all around
There were a few death-eaters
but they weren't powerful enough to cause chaos
only some nuisance
but very often can be ignored
Then one fine year
some good souls left for greener pasture
And more death-eaters disguising as good men
infiltrated the little town
As more and more of them gathered
they revealed themselves
creating havoc at the expense of those who remained
These were times of agony
with much anger among the good people
However all bad things will come to an end eventually
As one by one
the death-eaters left
The good souls of the little town finally regained peace
All is happy and fine
Until one day
an elderly announced that she came to know
the plans of those death-eaters who left
to make a comeback
one by one
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Have a strong urge to tell this story.
Felt sad telling it.
I, together with the other good souls,
will pray hard
for prolong peace of the small little town.
If all goes wrong,
well, there is always the greener pasture.
The end.