The WarningA Poem by Moose The LesserA fun little apocalypse origin story
The only vocal messenger
To violent war at hand Stumbles on the castle keep and finds a drunken man Sitting alone at watchman's post his bottle scarcely hidden With no spare time the fisherman cries "Wake up, be fit to listen! These fish are poisonous, you see? they'll set the city ablaze!" The drunken guard attempts to see enough through booze-filled haze He understands enough to rise And go alert the king Such a thing has not been seen Since copper bells would ring. The guard then trips upon the steps and starts to cough and choke on the sudden taste of fish on his lips, And the searing smell of smoke. © 2021 Moose The Lesser |
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Added on November 25, 2021 Last Updated on November 25, 2021 AuthorMoose The LesserAboutHi. I am a bad writer. Random ideas often pop into my head, and I would like a place to write them down. If you enjoy them, that makes me incredibly happy. more..Writing
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