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The Goth:
The Goth was a strange young girl,
In her black dyed hair did her finger twirl.
Her eyes were blank in thought
As she mused in her mind what she sought.
A journey, she knew, was soon to be taken
Clutched her cross necklace, praying to be forsaken.
The music enraptured her, the singer's words wailed,
She knew that her ship on the quest for normality had sailed
Without her.
So she grabbed the fur
Of the beast that would lead the daughter in black
So she kissed the lips of those who would welcome her back.
The Principal:
He was a man of standing,
Of perfection he was demanding.
His school, the students, everything was to be in line
Yet no one every saw how much he was a swine.
Although he dressed in clothes befitting a man of power,
All the goodness in the souls of children did he devour.
For the Principal had a terrible desire
Not only was he a truly great liar,
But the elegant man had a sinful liking,
For the flesh of the young ones which were to his liking.
While the teachers taught, and the students learned,
Over and over the taste of the children he yearned.
However, this man of sinful thoughts and malice,
Was nearing the rabbit hole in a quest after Alice.
The Nurse:
Hours and hours were spent to help the ill,
The wounded, weak, sick, all in good will.
For she, the Nurse, a homely old missus,
Cares for the patients while she reminisces,
Recalling the years when she was in her prime,
A young woman with clever eyes and wisdom beyond her time.
With hair like the golden rays of the sun,
Her carefree life was abundance with endless fun.
Yet age caught up with her soon enough,
Making what seemed easy, very rough.
She grew older, began to age,
Though even now she shall take the stage,
To follow on the path that will lead the amicable Nurse
On a trip to return to the place of her childhood, to reverse
Time itself, to join them on their pilgrimage to the place
And there, where she'll find the destiny she must embrace.
- by The Silver Kitsune |
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- | Submitted on 10/11/2008 |
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- Title: Canterbury Three
- Artist: The Silver Kitsune
- Description: Uh, I guess this is poetry.. Anyway, in Senior English, we had to make up poems for three modern-day pilgrims to take a journey, like the ones in the Canterbury Tales. Here's my three, The Goth, The Principal, (who happens to be one of my favorite RP characters) and The Nurse.
- Date: 10/11/2008
- Tags: canterbury three goth poem pilgrim
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Comments (2 Comments)
- kryptic_valiance - 10/11/2008
- nice rhyming
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- Akia1354Chaos - 10/11/2008
- I had to do the same thing too. I really like it. My god the principal is scary. *sudder* he makes you wanna strangle the guy and beat the crap outa him.
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