Queen “when you are here”
\nsounds like
\nGuinevere
\nis trusted for she is unique
\na Fox and a Hare
\nhave noticed her there
\nup Braddens Lane
\nand do seek<\/p>\n
a meeting with her
\nthe flaxen haired wench
\nperhaps they together
\ncould sit on a bench
\nshare heart beats
\nand soul urges
\nand precious time
\nfleet of foot
\nnicely put
\nand a dinky wee rhyme<\/p>\n
Queen “when you are here”
\nits so very clear
\nis a vision
\non 2 lovely legs
\nshe is considerate
\nand she is kind
\njust a nod of her head
\nand the wild one’s do find<\/p>\n
they need to be near her
\nfor clearly she gives
\nthem consciousness, and of course through them
\nshe lives
\nshe’s their eyes
\nshe’s their souls
\nshe’s their goddess
\nfor she
\ngets into their hearts
\nand their minds instantly<\/p>\n
woefully passionate
\nearth magically
\nwith her spells she foretell’s
\nnew stories to me
\nthrough transference of thoughts
\nwhich is really the way
\nthat knights of the garter
\nspeak every day<\/p>\n
they have abilities
\nmore so than most
\nto use their great powers
\nand to listen for hours
\ninside the mind of their host<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sir Lancelot Fox doesn’t wear any socks and Queen “when you are here” any tights Continue reading