I once heard a flute from far away

Was it the doorbell or the voice of Aunt Maye?

I tried to follow the flute far away 

And found the carriage-drivers whistling with green leaves

I once knew that all they did was drive carriages

But I didn't know that they feasted on cabbages

I tried to follow the flute again the next day

And caught Aunt Maye brushing her teeth in the garden

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