Thursday, 15 January 2015


Come, my lady,  
I built you a throne,  
Made out of love,  
A castle from bricks- 
Of thorough honesty,
A whole wealthy Kingdom, 
From this never ending

Come my lady, 
We shall protect 
The kingdom,
The castle, 
The throne, 
From armies of doubt,  
Plague of hopelessness, 
Nor poverty of fear. 

Come my lady, 
Sit on the throne,  
And this kingdom shall be ours.   

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