We Defy Augery Poem by Hestill Lives

We Defy Augery



Many the threats of tiny men(and women)

Like tweets of twittering birds

Making their plans with pots and pans

To boil their prince in oil

But the poison they made

Was spun like the braid

Of a maiden dancing a lea

All enemies round

Found homes in the ground

But the prince went fancy free



If nothing you've seen
Tells you which way to go
then maybe THAT's your destiny
...you call THIS art? ...yes...it'sart...Will...you accept it.

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