Incisors

The portcullis skulked up and down, with incisors twice.
Welcomed in victory; treachery was his victor. He’d sink low.
Rose petals bow under carriage wheels of friend, now foe.
To kiss the crown, the betrothal princess, he paid the price.

To kiss the crown, the betrothal princess, he paid the price.
Rose petals bow under carriage wheels of friend, now foe.
Welcomed in victory; treachery was his victor. He’d sink low.
The portcullis skulked up and down, with incisors twice.

8/10/2020
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Krutsinger Avatar
August 12, 2020 at 12:26 AM
It sounds like he paid the ultimate price, but she was worth it! Terrific job, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 12, 2020 at 4:41 AM
Yes, he did and maybe she was.
Devonshire Avatar
August 10, 2020 at 1:13 PM
This form seems so hard to me, but you write beautifully in it. Winning wishes coming your way!
Rodrigues Avatar
August 10, 2020 at 3:10 PM
Thank you, Carolyn!
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