Poem 21, by me

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I could tell you

I could tell you of a world,
A place that's filled with magic,
With such beautiful, wonderful land
Who's past was truly tragic...
Of knights who go on daring quests,
Of Princes and Dukes in silk vests,
Of gigantic, monstrous beasts,
Of great, celebratory feasts!

I could tell you of a kingdom
A orderly, majestic empire
With such huge, protective walls
Who's perfection does inspire
Of the kings heavy, golden crown,
Of a Princess in a gown,
Of proud horses for riding,
Of secret tunnels for hiding,

I could tell you of a forest
A green, and thriving wood
With such large, flourishing plants
Who's trees have always stood
Of magical herbs and spices,
Of elves left to their own devices,
Of flying, colorful birds,
Of Wizards who fight with magic words

I could tell you of a ocean
A sparkling, enchanted sea
With such amazing, glittery waves
Who's home to many a creature, guaranteed
Of mermaids with their graceful tails,
Of sailors who'll raise the sails,
Of coves of crystal water,
Of pirates that love to slaughter,

Or I could tell you that I love you
But you'd never believe me
For I spend to much time in my own land
And you can't see what I see

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