Hello my liege.
Of your court, I have deceived.
I was caught stealing your precious gold.
But, I have no shame for I am quite bold.
I take good care of your horses. I brush their manes.
At dinner, I serve you many courses. None are ever the same.
All this is true. I do not lie.
I beg of you to not let me die.
A contest entry
- The King's Throne! by Bionic Poet.
450 points, ended August 31, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hoodwinked!
Great rhyme here.
This piece has some great flow, it's very easy to read and rolls well.
Great story.
Shari
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Thanks. I honestly felt I was writing about the knighthood game on facebook when I wrote this. I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. Thanks for the nice comment.
Haley Mary
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HOODWINK!
I remember this contest and I think your entry is adorable! I would grant your wish... truly, for your poem is so lovely.
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Aw, thank you.
I remember entering this contest. Paul is one of my best friends and he has helped me in more ways than one while helping with allpoetry projects and I wanted to enter the contest to kind of give back, but also participate, as well.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Haley Mary
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Wow~
Now this is one Interesting piece You have penned Sis and just love the story also the rhyme
I had to chuckle~ for some strange reason-
In my Mind I kept getting scenes from Monty Python
Loved this!! You are so talented
Thank You for sharing Your Humor and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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Ha, if this made you chuckle, you should check out the comments below for mine and Paul's rhyming scheme. This one was a lot of fun to write.
I hadn't thought of Monty Python when I first wrote this, but I can see where you can get it from. The humor in this is rather bizarre, eh?
Thanks for reading and the wonderful comments.
Haley Mary
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Ooh I like this. I can sense the despair in it. It's almost kind of dark in a way, too. The last line fits perfectly. Keep up the great work!
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Thanks so much. Didn't think of it as dark, but that's what I like about sharing poetry. People can see the same poem differently regardless of what the author wants to say. It was meant to be more humorous, but glad you enjoyed it.
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I hide my gold, in just one place,
It's hidden and without a trace.
I pity you, you mindless rut,
You reached up in my donkey's butt!
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Why, I would never. Not the donkey's ass.
For I am one fine lass.
The smell would never go away.
I hid the gold in Montego bay.
May not make much sense, but hey it rhymes.
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You commit a crime,
But at least you rhyme,
Like a big juicy lime,
That is resting on a dime,
That was eaten by a mime,
Whom was at his fitness prime,
And whom likes to tell the time,
But doesn't like mop grime,
But has a smile like a chime,
And a grin that is like slime.
You may live...
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Yay!
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May he have mercy on your poor soul, good peasant. A fine poem and good luck in your adventures.
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This is great. Love it Haley Mary.
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ah, pleaing for his life, the spinkster, trying to steal the kings gold, for shame. Thanks for sharing and good luck in the contest.
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