Needles of a pine nest
Scattered everywhere
Litter the ground
At the ginger hair fair
They gather to grab and gawk
At each other's strand and lock
Celtic pride made her stand out
The skinniest Princess ran about
The outsiders all revered the spectacle
The redhead ballyhoo was in town
But all the minnows became plain
As soon as the sun went down
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RandomAn offering of small tales laced with intrigue and delights. Sometimes I need an escape from topical poetry in the pursuit of more fantastical renderings. No rules, no boundaries, no truth in the lies. Yet, when you live in the lie everything inside...
