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By Accident

A poem by Beverly Stock.

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The fable which I now present,

Occurred to me by accident:

And whether bad or excellent,

Is merely so by accident.

A foolish elf this morning went

Into a field by accident:

And ate his food, and was content,

Until he spied by accident

A flute, which some oblivious gent

Had left behind by accident;

When sniffling it with eager scent,

He breathed on it by accident,

And made the hollow instrument

Emit a sound by accident.

"Hurrah,” said he, “I made it toot!”

"How cleverly I play the flute!"

A fool, in spite of nature's bent,

May shine for once, by accident.

My poem is a slight variation (in italics) of The Musical Ass, By Tomás de Iriarte y Oropesa, in the public domain.


Beverly Stock is an American poet who delights in creating poetry that asks big questions about small moments, and inspires readers to revisit the little memories we so often overlook. Her work has been published by The Society of Classical Poets, The Chained Muse, Persimmon Tree, and LightenUp-Online, in the UK. Visit and BeverlyStockPoetry on Facebook.

By Accident

© 2021 Beverly Stock

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