Hourglasses and Sand Don'T Mix
Moonlit ride, darling Jasmine at his side
Strode the carpet ride, the night was young
Devil was in the details though, as they glide
Across the desert, time sadly crept and clung
To their faces, bodies, as they were older now
Genie no longer in the bottle but having fun
Freedom tasted sweet i'm sure, but frowning
Was Jafar in his castle from afar, fighting none.
The Sultan too was sad to see, ever older
The sands of time ravaging them all cold
Twisted rhymes turned the glass over again
Terrible dreams Aladdin thought to himself then
It must be true, about how they were not to mix
Recalling this in his bag of tricks, he deftly pulled
It from his pocket, a trinket frozen in time and six
Magical rubies, put in the hourglass and not to be ruled
By tyranny of chronos any longer, they would be young
Again, but wisdom would be completely lost as well
So well, back in the pocket and back to the ride he flung
Jasmines arm over his shoulder and all was again swell
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For Sweet Linda-Marie's contest: "DISNEY"
By: Tim Bryant
Copyright ©
Tim B | Year Posted 2011
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