Melody in F
Feeling footloose and frisky, a
feather-brained fellow forced his fond father to fork over the farthings.
He flew far to foreign fields and frittered his fortune; feasting fabulously
with faithless friends.
Finally facing famine, and fleeced by his fellows in folly,
he found himself a feed flinger in a filthy farmyard. "Fooey! my father's
flunkies fare far fancier," the frazzled fugitive fumed feverishly, frankly
facing facts. Fairly famishing, he fain would have filled his frail frame
with the forage good from the fodder fragments.
Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding, he fled
forthwith to his family, and falling at his father's feet he foundered
forlornly. "Father, I have flunked, and fruitlessly forfeited family
favors." But the faithful father, forestalling further flinching, flagged
forth the flunkies to fetch forth the fatling and fix a feast.
The fugitive's fault-finding frater frowned on such fickle
forgiveness of former folderol. His fury flashed, but fusing was futile.
The far-sighted father figured: "Such filial fidelity is fine, but what forbids
fervent festivity? For the fugitive is found. Unfurl the flags with
fan-fares flaring. Let fun and frolic freshly flow. Former failure
is forgotten. Forgiveness forms the foundation for future fortitude."