Sunday Muse Poem -- Don't Ask
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Gathered Here
We are gathered here waiting
Waiting our ship to come in
Board by numbers given us
Sevens or twos some families
When our ship comes, mask and board
I have been chosen, our King
King Elected, Tiger king
Lion king not selected
Where we'll sail, that we don't know
Trust in Provence we are told
Or be like doubting Lion
And left behind, do not sail
Drink up drink up while we can
Our next meal is on the ship
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved
- Photo prompt, I'm linked with Carrie Van Horn at Sunday Muse # 144, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/01/sunday-muse-144.html?m=1#comment-form
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