Fair MaidenA Poem by violetta york / nicki ellejust a silly poem i wrote while feeling depressed and on writers block.
The fair Maiden got a new, shiny blouse.
she was so rich, she also bought a new house. In California, between many hills; she was very wealthy and could pay any bills. This Maiden wasn't happy just with money, she was very lonely and never was funny. She had many husbands but all of them dead, she killed them with a gun to the head. Was she a thief or maybe just crazy? This fair Maiden wasn't like any other lady. She would cry to the mirror for sorrows and pain, and Godless woman, who thought she was all a person could gain. She wanted new love, so she got plastic surgery; she payed for it with her dead husbands money, also known as burglary. Later that night she fancied her face, and finished her outfit by tying her shoe lace. She went to a party, looking pretty with a nice glow; she would find a new husband, which she hasn't had since awhile ago. Then she would easily break his heart, stamp on his wallet and slowly take him apart.
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7 Reviews Added on October 28, 2012 Last Updated on November 8, 2012 Tags: fair maiden, poetry, poem, rhyme Authorvioletta york / nicki ellechicago, ILAboutsun ♓ / moon ♐ / rising ♌ young girl in love trying to find my way. instagram: nickiielle tumblr: petaleyes.tumblr.com more..Writing
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