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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The humble little troll, Walk's about going to and fro ! Yet there is still a thing you ought to know/ Where at times very patient to most, As if some lost seagull is on a flighted coast ! Now let the truth be told/ It's quite a blessing to get kicked in the dust, Within a 16th century world in a rush ! Now over the village now, A lonely famer sits beside his plough/ A slight mist to a mellow hush ! A clear crescent clamor dew/ Yet who knew ? This old world would be in for perilous times ! Falling for ill but yet faded chimes ? With King's and Queens/ Making a Court Jester go totally crazy ! Maiden Mariam got a little bit lazy ? Still within this vast kingdom/ There is still much more madness ! A queen turned from God/ From glad to sadness ? Their clear motive was a sudden rebellion ! An angry troll became a bit perplexed, No mention of there being any massacres/ A king and queesn to set the pace, Brought on the abrubt silence amidst the place ! Torn ! That kingdom still stands amidst a perverted plan, Twisted heals with basking blue velvet heals ! Strong yet being pulled up by he roots ? The castle at night was frozen in time ! Being filled with a unique slendor/ With lush wisdom being filled in a moderate decadence/ Handsome carriages alone filled in cobblestone streets, In the distance, A flutist in full ceremonial garb/ Hence, the opened door ! To a much far away place to reach/ Simply put the land of nothing more ! Ye men of ole/ A chalice dancer escapes the smug of the mirage/ In imagination, Brought about a hindsight to a magical kingdom ! Through much anticipated but practiced wisdom, It's magic urb approaches/ To tell us our radiant but distant future !
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