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Ali Baba and the Forty Gold Raiders
Posted by Brett G. Rudder, Oct 2, 2008. 376 views. ID = 1833
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Ali Baba and the Forty Gold Raiders In a town called Persia, far, far away In time long before the time today There dwelled a number of brothers, There was one more than one
Cassim Baba was one, and rich was he, He was so strongly addicted to money Ali Baba was the other, and he was poor He didn’t have much, and didn’t want more Cutting down wood for a measly cent, And going home to nothing, when the day was spent That was the way Ali Baba lived Though he had nothing, what he had he’d give Cassim had no trouble, to himself he told, But he always had a hunger for more riches and gold Brothers though they were, Ali had no help Cassim merely passed him off as scum, poor whelp Ali didn't mind, he loved his wife, And he always had a happy outlook on life One sunny day, looking for wood, Ali heard some galloping in the forest neighborhood He climbed up a tree, quicker than a flash, And forty gold raiders galloped past The thieves dismounted, and bowed to the Chief raider Head The captain walked up to a rock, "Open Sesame," he said The rock swung open, to Ali's suprise, And all forty gold raiders walked inside Two hours later, the raiders walked out. Ali was so happy he feared he would shout The gold raiders left, to rob another town When they were out of sight, Ali jumped down Looking around, he approached the rock From top to bottom, he looked for a lock Finally satisfied, he cleared his throat And shouted, "Open Sesame!" hoping against hope He walked inside, and blinked in surprise There were gold coins, and jewels of every size He grabbed a few bags, and loaded his skinny donkeys Then he rode off quick with his donkeys honking Inside his home, he showed his wife She was so pleased to live a rich life She had to borrow a ruler from Cassim to measure gold She told him she’d bring back, before he got old Cassim, being so crafty, put strong glue on the stick And so, since he was so nasty, He could find out what stuck to the stick The stick came back, without harm And Cassim looked at the bottom with alarm A gold coin was there stuck to the wood And if Cassim could get his share, he would Making Ali tell him where he got the gold, Cassim took off with donkeys two times tenfold He got to the cave, and muttered the phrase, Then stared for he'd never seen so much gold in all his days
Turning to leave the shining cave, He found the door had shut on him! He tried to remember the magic phrase, But the mountainous gold had made his brain dim He shouted in despair, then a terrible scream The gold raiders were back, to kill Cassim. He cowered, but for no use, They cut him down and ripped him loose Then, with fear that their gold was discovered, They made sure that the whole town, they had covered They found Ali Baba, and marked his door But Ali's servant found the door and marked ten more The Gold Raiders had a problem; Ali's home they could not find There had to be some punishment; one poor raider lost his mind The boss set up shop in the little town, Soon after talking to many people, Ali could be found The captain, in disguise, visited Ali's home of toil And pretended he was a trader of Zaitoon Oil He made his men hide in the oil buckets. Their boss said that at dinnertime they would cause a ruckus Ali's servant found out, and made some hot, hot oil And poured it in to the buckets to boil Each one of the raider's men died And the servant put a knife in the boss' hide. After inheriting Cassim's gold, Ali Baba cleared the whole cave hold. When the last coin of gold was shoveled out The big door shut its mouth. --Brett G. Rudder
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