Elf's TaleA Poem by Miss Marie Riorden.For a poetry submission. Apparently Microsoft Word hates Old English o_OThou art to tell you, the tale of
ye elves Whom art the bane of selfish,
thinking of themselves Magical creatures subdue, art thou
mine friend? Shalt you be thine enemy, 'til the
very end Thou shalt not guess, this elf,
what he hath done Weaving his magicks everything,
shant it be such fun? Poverty struck thine friend, he
fell unto dark Every person thinking "Thou
art such a snark." Selfish means overtake ye, you do
not what you want Treachery falls upon thine who
takes treasure hunt Infinite is the sentence thou hast
served Hast thou done the elf's deed, been
unnerved? Pass't unto thine slavery of a
crooked's mind? For thou art illogic if done so
wrong Magicks
caused ending of elf's brute song © 2012 Miss Marie Riorden.Author's Note
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6 Reviews Added on September 8, 2011 Last Updated on April 3, 2012 AuthorMiss Marie Riorden.Remember, KYAboutI'm going to address this right now. I do take Read Requests, but that DOES NOT mean you need to RR me everything you write. And I do not read stories unless it's of my own free-will. So do not RR the.. more..Writing
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