Queen Elizabeth's Beefeater
You stand alone, so full of brawn
Poise you have, that of a sitter
You stand steadfast, until the dawn
That weapon you wield, will always glitter
Your spirits remain high, never bitter.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2007
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