It often starts with a kiss
The jester makes do with a song list
For the kingdom’s rightful heir
Ensnared by impish nightmares
Simple, short and sweet with the mime
Secrets wheedled with every dime
From her black mare to gorillas in their midst
To her dwelling in the village, Sanofi-Aventis
Try as he might in between hums
Thinking if he walked, would she run
Orange hues declare the impending might
Replacing a previously blue, blessed day –
ending the dark, purplish night.
So, another day passes in a manner not so grand
An era under the rule of Chloe the Tenth.
Huntly Castle, Aberdeenshire, Scotland
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