30 September 2012

Rumours spreading, Like wildfire, To spread the word, Is the people's desire.

Words are flying, Across the town, Soon it will, Reach the crown.

Today the message, Reached the palace, The meaning fell, Upon Queen Alice.

Troops are readying, For the war, Soon one kingdom, Will be no more.

The fight is done, Our people dead, All because, Someone said.

Somebody whispered, A little rumour, Quickly it grew, Into a tumour.

People panicked, It seemed so dire, But we fell, To words wildfire.

jan3601Wildfire Words • Opuss № I