Best Camelot Poems

   In the name of a certain Kennedy
     I hope you'll take me seriously

   Ask not what...

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Go now heartless one, its a time to say goodbye.
Together we danced to the music of the night,
but now the sound of music brings tears...

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Fighting mid the strong and bold,
His eye and blade were keen;
Marching like a thund'ring storm
On foes of Faith, his queen.

Now returned in victory
Upon his mighty...

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I was a public relations specialist, ever promoting positivity to people,
As positivity is promoted afar, by the sight of the towering cathedral.

My work was very...

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Robin Hood, man in tights
Julius Caesar, might makes right
Alexander, called "the Great"
Sitting Bull, righteous hate
Robert the Bruce, Attila the Hun
Charlemagne, Napoleon

Hear the call of the...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while...

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A handsome man, a valiant son,
John Kennedy was he.
A man who rose to President
with civil rights the key.

Who can forget the many days
like Camelot they...

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- “Oh, no! not in spring-time!  Summer, winter or fall! 
No, never could I leave you at all!” 
From the song “If Ever I...

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Dragon found a Fairy Ring and quickly jumped inside! Heaven Forbid!
Dancing round and round, he suddenly disappeared. Yes! He surely did!
As he disappeared I knew...

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I try to reach profundity
but all around make fun of me
for living life with simpler goals
like learning and tranquility.

So now I'm leaving all I've got 
to...

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We rode out of Camelot, sun arising, 
five knights led by Galahad all bold and true, 
on a quest to slay a marauding dragon,
at Arthur's...

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Please tell me there's a healing anodyne,
some kind of mythical enlightenment, 
a cure capable of extinguishing the flames 
of grief burning deep within my heart.
It's...

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The Hollywood hills still echoes with his 
Rebellious yell, we are the forever young
Generation.
An iconic American symbol, to this the lost
Age of innocence.
Nay did this...

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I hear the rustling of the trees
Echoes of knights riding on the breeze
Sent from the castle in the clouds
Trying to calm the baying crowds.
In that...

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His voice the hiss of serpents,
he acknowledged the pact unmade,
but now he was here to tell him
how the debt would be repaid.

"All your sons, and...

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