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."