poem30

I met an ageless merchant

a seller of wondrous things

he wore a turban with a ruby

he had azure feathered wings

he kept a purple tent

in darkest greenest woods

an on top a golden table

is where he shows his goods

i bought from him an ego

to replace the one i had

he proposed a kind of trade

of which we both were glad

alas the one he sold me

was wild and untamed

i had to keep my guard up

to keep from getting maimed

i resolved to find the merchant 

and bring his ego back

i expected i'd be chastised

for my characters lack

this must be a cosmic test

of which i was sure i'd failed

and if i had more wisdom

i probably would have bailed

but joy on top of joys

what was this i find

MY ego had the merchant

in a similar sort of bind

it seemed my simple foolish way 

fought on so that i would not pay

and for my part id given my ego up

but he was a loyal strong and friendly pup

the merchant begged me to take it back

he even offered a gold filled sack

and really how could i say no

to the ego i'd treated low

i even kept the other ego for free

and now my old one has a friend in me