The Princess Was Not At Home Poem by Etienne Charilaou
The Princess Was Not At Home
Composing a poem at break of day,
e'en while slumber holds sway.
Offerings of avocado fruit
to a princess who escaped a brute.
Her lady-in-waiting accepted the offering.
Upon the enemy stronghold now we're marching
with all the armies of lit day.
Sadly it slowly turns to rust
as it always must.
Monday, March 4, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: day,dreaming,princess,rust
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