All the fays gathered round
Clothed in petals of every hue
Flared roses, frilly carnations
Sprinkled with stardust and dew
They danced and celebrated
To the songs of chirp and tweet
And feasted on ant-plunder,
Honey and all things sweet
Ignoring every hindrance
The party lasted long, for hours
No force could ever stop them
Not even the stormy showers
But with the moon veiled in clouds
And the howling of the hound
Having forgotten their rationale,
they broke it off without a sound
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Shawty's Rhyme Book
PuisiHere's a book of poetry which doesn't exactly rhyme. Each one may hold a thousand different meanings, but I just hope it means something to you... That's the only thing I need. Shawty❤ Highest Rankings: #36 in Poetry (09/06/2016) #1 in #lightpoetry...
