Fiddle and Faddle made a great sound.

Stomping loudly around the wood

Fiddle said “Let’s find Foe and knock him down.”

Faddle said “Oh wait my friend, I lost my hood.”

Fiddle said “Lets search the town!”

 

The two friends tromped and rambled around

Till the sun wandered low

Fiddle said “I’m getting tired”

Faddle said “My legs are sore and moving slow.”

Fiddle said “Lets home to bed and have a fire.”

 

So that was the day for Fiddle and Faddle

Two best of buds now safely tucked into bed

But what is that “Where was foe?”

Not every story must lead to tears being shed.

Foe stayed home that day making wine and baking dough.