The FenceA Poem by Night EdgeThe Fence
In days of yore The peasants would Sit here and ask for more Princesses wondered why Every day they sat outside 'Daddy, why don't we bring them in?' 'My child, they are covered in sin.' 'Daddy, why don't we get the priest to bless them?' 'If we did so we'd have to dress them.' 'Daddy, why can't we give them clothes?' He never answered. So nobody knows. © 2010 Night Edge |
StatsAuthorNight EdgePortland, ORAboutNight Edge is my superhero name. Don't ask. I'm quite confident in my awesomeness although some people might disagree. I enjoy writing. It's my life blood. I'm not shy about anything. But I'm almo.. more..Writing
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