~ A poem of my own, titled-
=Little Do They Know=
A feather like composure at sea
Floating around,
Real laws he won't heed.
His breed is that which descends from kings,
He's his own ruler.
What more could he seek?
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The glistening stone which is above all else,
A throne fit for a king
That's Gerald's house.
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The others
They mock him,
But not for long
Little do they know,
His true form like Lucifer
Is soon to be wrought.
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
YOU ARE READING
𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝
PoetryThis is a cult, dedicated to the King of the ocean; Gerald. His majestic beauty outweighs that of any other oceanic critter great and small. In this cult, we can appreciate the true grace and eccentric character of this sexy beast. JOIN ME ON MY QUE...
