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King Chooses Worst Wife

The king was fair but he chose his wives in a haphazard way. Subjects of his kingdom said king would one day “rue the day”. It happened after wife number seven, an awful mean queen. The ones who watched it happen, said it could not be unseen. She wiped the throne room with the king’s decapitated head. Who did that? Asked newcomers, but no one already there said. For the red queen was a terror, who loved mopping the floor. With others emotions, and she had more devilish deeds in store. The bishops and knights ran off to other kingdoms, over the lawn. There were no rooks in sight, and one crippled horrified pawn. If chess was the game, I guess the queen had won, but not fair. The last time I saw her she was climbing high on the stair.

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Date: 3/27/2023 11:47:00 PM
i Adore your poem, and the blueberries too, smile, thanks yann
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/28/2023 5:37:00 AM
Thank you kindly

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