Fallen Too Far
Fallen Too Far Poems
- All The Riches Of Royalty The king sat in his silver bathtub ...
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Here it sits. A blank something for me to fill with nothing. I look at the little line that makes letters magically (maybe) appear on the page, and it seems so impatient, almost screaming for me to write before it blows everything up. Like a time bomb, ticking, waiting for me to decide the fate of... what?
I am Marissa.
But only a few know if that is really my ... more »
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All The Riches Of Royalty
The king sat in his silver bathtub one morning
And he realized, as he soaked in the soft bubbles
That you can not rule your kingdom from a silver bathtub
So he did what any other king in a silver bathtub would do-
He got out.
Looking down, he realized that he was standing on his silver rug
And as he dried his arms, he considered that perhaps
You cannot rule a kingdom from a silver bathroom rug
So he slowly stepped off of the rug, and watched the patterns of his feet
Disappear into the silver carpet.
The king walked over to his window and looked ...