Ex-Prince Harry/Benedict Arnold Poem by Rachel Butler

Arnold the turncoat choosing sunsets in England, lucky he was not caught true his gift iniquity...thanks for this...regards

I used to spend half the night awake. You put it very eloquently.

I liked this poem Rachel, I like the sunrise to sunset line!

A little evanesce eulogize the mind of this sweetness and more to brought ethicality descending, he... contrived between sunset and sunrise, he... executed this indisputably. best wishes to pen

Sometimes I think we despise him because we all have a bit of Benedict Arnold in us.

Action of the unknown Gardener can not be challenged but we human can't stop cursing the devil or God.

Rachel, I liked this poem. Succinct and concise in form with precision and clarity of language.

timely even in vacuum uneven in ooooh...

Mary Poppins At the opening — supercilious She… wanted broomstick ascending, she… demanded stardust and morning miracles, she… exhibited umbrella eminence. Secured control with sensuality, her promises, depravity. © RH Peat 1/21/2012 10: 35pm Form stichic/ 5 lines In Response: Rachel Ann Butler, hugs and kisses to Bnedict Arnold