Category: Rhyme
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Eyes of the Museum
When the lastOf the visitorsLeave The PartyReally starts The ghosts fromThe relicsOf Yesteryear Dance by theRhythm of theirHearts Standing guardEvery night are Two who never miss a thing One was an upstart who tried his bestTo replace his then High King The other, much to his dismay,Is the king him Very Self And every…
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Dragon’s Rest
What a strange place for a dragon to rest.Too small for its home, too remote for its nest.A small mound of sand that is far out to sea,Why here, why now, oh, what can it be? The dragon’s wings crack as he flies overhead,As he circles this mound from the sea bed.The sand is quite…
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Splattered!
All colours of the rainbowSplattered here and thereReds all over the fireplaceGreens all in my hairBlues dripping off the sideboardYellows covering the plantsOrange between the floor boardsAnd violet on my pants!I’ve no idea where indigo’s gone… Warning: Explosive paints get everywhere! Best be used with caution. A random nonsense response today for Sideview’s Weekend Theme,…
