Once upon a time
Dragons breathed Fire
And Knights were noble
And Princesses locked up,
in a tall pointy Spire
(It was for their own good,
and should be reintroduced).
Where serfs and servants
Had to walk about in the
Mud
And Kings hit round tables
With a positive Thud.
Pursuing adventurous tasks
Hunting fleeces and Gold
Fighting huge one eyed
monsters
Or so we are Told
And genetically modified
beanstalks
Grew high up into the Sky
And up at the top were
giants
Who said we are all doing
to Die
(Not as in the End of the
World on the 21st September 2015, more planning to eat us)
And wizards did spells
Getting swords stuck in a large Stone
Which once pulled out
Would let you sit on a
Throne.
And pigs made houses
Out of straw wood or Brick
Annoying hungry honest wolves
most intensely
To the point of feeling
quite Sick
But those days have all
gone . . . . . . (although not on this Blog)
And folk now poke away at
smart Phones
Annoying hobbit's on trains
with rather irritating
Ring Tones.
The END.
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