
The kind of inspiration you get while ceiling-gazing
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 77 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-24-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2926684
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King of Courtly Crows
Speckles on my ceiling
I'm counting crows for you
They dart round and round
Black and black
Slicing sky into ribbons
Ribbons into bows
Bow to you
Oh kingly crow!
Royalty knows no bounds!
You are a star
Of every ceiling speck
A galaxy, a million moons
So wrinkle like a wadded note
A weathered smile
Of ages old
Tis' a treasure
A shine in the light
A king of courtly crows
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