Carved of chocolate,
Made of gold,
Something new
And something old.
Spirals reaching,
Clouds grip tight,
Flags are swaying,
Birds mid-flight.
Fanfares hailing,
Stallions neigh,
Guards march quickly
Every way.
Swans a-swimming
Geese a-laying
And in the kitchens,
Children playing.
Sit at my table,
Veil in hand,
About to become
Queen of this land.
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Two halves are torn Then separated Locked apart Later berated. Two halves are torn Then pieced together Worn and dirtied From the weather.
In lieu of @eddie12309 's Improvisation Challenge... There once was a little egg Who sprouted two ickle legs But he fell on his ass Rolling in the grass He felt just like Peg-Leg-Meg.
I have a heart that's made of stone, It's not a fragile thing. Once upon a time it was whole, It's stone from too much breaking.
Walk with me down the alleyway To my house at the end of roads It is humble, I must say But perfection amongst abodes Bread is baking in the hearth Chestnuts roasting on the stove Warmth is...
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