Rhymed Review On Tales From a Thousand and One Nights

As sun comes down in the valley, bound by the Tigris and Eufrat, Submerges into dark the capital of Muslim Khalifat. The night descends on tired from the heat old city of Baghdad, Where spears of high-rising minarets reflect moon's cold yet tender light. The freshness of the breeze brings comfort and the leisure of delight, Unfolding fairy tale, being told to Shahryar by smart Scheherazade, Inspired by the need of her life saving plight, Comes up the fantasy, entailed in every one (of "Thousand And One") Arabian Night ...