A funny fairy tale about a terriffic Nightingale

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The emperor of China once did hear
That in his woods a loveliness appeared.
A nightingale singing, praising fair spring
“Yo, gardener! This bird I order you to bring.”

The bird was brought to please the royal ear
The nightingale thrills were crystal clear
The emperor was so taken by the song
forgetting duties, meals; he listened all day long.

He ordered proudly to write a Manifest
declaring Chinese nightingale to be World's Best.


And every visitor who heard the nightingale
was asking palace guards "is nightingale for sale?"
The visitors spread the news from East to West
that Chinese nightingale is indeed world's best.

The news of this unusual Chinese wonder
reached Japanese and struck their emperor like thunder.
He told his mom I'm off to China for a smidgen,
and I'll send you letters by a carrier pigeon.


The samurai arrived dressed up so splendarocious.   
The Emperor of Japan cried out , “Oh how precocious!   
“Your chirp, and warble, pretty song and whistle clear
Will make a vegetarian of me, oh birdy dear.”

And quite forgetting pomp and circumstance,
He kissed the emperor of China in a trance.
The Chinese emperor was so overtook,
that for green tea, his wonton soup mistook.

And as the ruler of Japan waved bye-bye and sailed back,
he whistled, danced on deck, and raised a pirate flag .
And called on  Yakisoba - chief minister of construction
“Let’s make a fine line of  robo-nightingale production.”

Robotic nightingales were pretty versatile:
not only did they sing and chirp, a phone dial
smart Yakisoba had  inserted in the tummy,
So in a pinch, an emperor could always call his mommy.

And with a confusing label “special delivery”
It was in Japanese and looked like scribbly wiggles, you see
The box appeared on Chinese emperor’s front door:
Robotic nightingale and spare parts it bore.

The emperor of China was delighted.
He tore the wrapping, clapped his hands excited.
The robot nightingale sang oh so crystal clear
The real nightingale was sad and shed a tear.

And lots and lots of Chinese people stood,
In line to see robotic nightingale and “ooh-ed”.
It looked so shiny, it had sparkling eyes.
The real nightingale sobbed and took  to the skies.

The Chinese Emperor shook hands with people in the crowd
But when they left, he sneezed and coughed “ugh-ugh” so loud.
His temperature was high and he was nauseous.
He called his doctor, great Confuzi-Washious.

Confuzi-Washious  said, “I will heal you perfectly!
You must drink pee of a lame, one eyed dromedary.
And after you have finished this fine brew,
Some freshly ground wings of a dragonfly should chew.


And so that your thinking and your judgment are crystal clear
please practice till a sound of one hand clapping you will hear.”
The great Confuzi bowed and left the emperor alone.
The emperor kept swinging hands while sitting on his throne.

He swung his left hand and listened, “no sound!”
His right he swung  and dropped the nightingale on the ground.
And as it hit the tile floor with a horrid bang and crash,
The batteries fell out and the tummy was all smashed.

The emperor was feeling very sad.
He called his chief-repairman and crying, went to bed…

And the craftsman his repair work began.
He tried this way and that but nothing could be done.
It was a mystery, and all in Japanese, you see
The nightingale required batteries from A to C.

The emperor grew sicker day by day,
Confuzi tried his best, but to his dismay
The emperor did not feel good from a mustard rub.
And treatments with green lizards in a tub.

And so the gardner said, “the emperor grows sicker”
And to the forest he did walk and saw the flicker,
Of nightingale’s wings as it was flying
And yummy berries through the branches spying.

He said “oh dear nightingale, please,
Fly back to our sick emperor- I’ll give you cheese!”
The nightingale frowned, "I'm not a crow."
The gardner went on "Please sing beside the throne"
The nightingale said “all right, - you fat trombone.”

And to the royal windowsill he flew and landed.
The emperor sat up, and all was fine and dandy:
The nightingale’s song flowed perfect like a stream
The emperor felt great and ate some sweet ice cream!