A Story of Greatness
There are the works of art,
strong winners right from the start.
The ladies in waiting,
practice their made-up fainting.
Knights standing 'round the King,
minstrels are ready to sing.
The fools look at the sun,
thinking that their having fun.
The youth make magic swords,
and on pipes play magic chords.
The historic tough Queens,
and their touching inner scenes.
The failing of senses,
the exponential census.
The Earths been spinning fast,
like it's children long first cast.
The story and its end,
has to do with hearts that mend!
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