Canto II
The three reached a split in the road almost
As soon as they started. Istray strode forward first, and chose
The far-left trail, to lead him where it would.
Istray had not traveled far when
He met a hayer and harkened to him, motioned
The man aside. Istray trotted to the man, and sat by him, beckoned
The hayer to set. Istray snorted, said,
"I've sighted your straw, kind
Sir, and wonder what price to pay for it?"
The hayer blinked, bemused by the buffoon's bargain.
"The hay is old, and moldy in places. 'Tis not good for any
Use, but for slops for the pigs." Istray sneered, and snickered
"Where you see slops, I see shelter." The hayer shrugged,
'Twas not his duty to deny the odd gentleman's request, no,
But to rid his home of the rotten hay.
The deal was done, and Istray smiled- hay for a home,
Cozy and warm, was what he wanted.
He built his home of hay, by that same spot where
He spent his money for straw. A quick
Shelter, built in a night. No leaks hit his head, and
No labor was spent, building his house of hay!
