The Foolish King Poem by Sasha Ioffine
The Foolish King
So quick was I to drink the wine
From chalice made of brass
How could my kingship not foresee
That t'was a poisoned glass?
I'd only wish I would have drank
The water cup instead,
But it's too late to alter past
For now I'm lying dead
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