Sneaky Curse- King Tut's Tomb - Poem by ERNEST CLARY

King Tuts Tomb
in the valley of kings
his deaths womb
among his things

surviving raiders for a while
rubble hidden door
not far from the nile
it lays forevermore

along came carter
at canarvans command
to tuts things barter
hand from hand

now the treasure gone
from tomb number seven
the flight of a swan
his spirit in heaven

then carter died
from a bite on the cheek
thought the curse lied
oh what a sneak

Comments about Sneaky Curse- King Tut's Tomb by ERNEST CLARY

  • Rookie Dianna Clary (10/27/2009 11:54:00 PM)

    awesome writing.. ten stars plus ten... good to see historical poetry. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Carol Gall (10/27/2009 10:29:00 PM)

    good history great write 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 7, 2011

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