Forgotten Cure

A Poem by dangerbooze

It took a portly man

To remind us about joy

Pointless plots lead us astray

As famous as the tale of Troy

Blazing are his words

Young are his monsters

History he speaks

Of mischeivous archers

Mirth he brings forth

Jesters he creates

A classic smug grin

Our satisfaction he sates.

© 2010 dangerbooze

Author's Note

I really didn't try with this one. But it does have a theme. Tell me your conclusions. =]

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Added on June 21, 2010
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dangerbooze

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I'm a lazy writer. I write what I feel when I feel like it. But to be more specific, I have a constant case of writer's block about pretty much every thought that I can think of or even consider. .. more..

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