In The Castle Of The KingA Poem by Sunflower/Sara KendrickAllegory, Kyrielle,etc.Like a beggar I stood without Clothed in tattered dress of cheap flax The rich estate Lord with much clout Called me in, I was surprised at kind acts
Inside table set very fine Ladden with scrumptous varied food On which the Master would soon dine How could I expect to share this mood
When I extremely poor indeed But He had plan to draw me in Give me some of His meat as need For He had killed the fattest lamb
Without blemish__spotlessly clean This He would serve favorite guest In this castle of the great King Come dine you're invited my blessed © 2010 Sunflower/Sara KendrickReviews
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