Once upon a time,
In a faraway land,
Where winds were dry
And castles were made of sand,
Golden turrets everywhere
Water getting less and less
Wells were just one pair
And everything turning into a mess
Came the blue knight
With blue eyes and misty arms
What a welcome sight
The saviour, here at last
Water came pouring down
Cats and dogs of it
But why then the frown
On the king's face?
Oh, I see why now
When the castle they built falls
All their sweat down the drain
Boon turned into a bane
What oh what was he to do?
What else, build something new
But use stone this time around
If you want your home safe and sound!
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Wayward Thoughts
PoetryWell wielded words work wonders. ~ Wayward thoughts expressed through lines that rhyme ~ "..We fall in and out of love, Run in and out of time. We are Survivors, With nagging scars And half empty jars. We are Survivors. "
