Tag: 2019
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Lost Siblings
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I lie awake in the orphanage bed,The songs have been sung and the prayers have been read.The kindly sisters have kissed our browsAnd tucked us in to let us drowse. I thought I heard you gently rise;It stopped my heart to realizeThat soft, tickling sound like the trickle of slobberIs…
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Lost Little King
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I was a lost little kingIn a kingdom of velvetAll covered with goldAnd pearls that shone.A lovely land of leisure,All of my own makingResting on the shifting sand. But then a far, foreign kingIn a castle of crimsonDemanded that IShould pay him dues.A laughable proposalFor I was my own masterSo…