A typical mix of love, bravery, conquest and fungi. Part one of my Kingdom poems
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So it was decreed to this date and time A quest for all princes, only that of a sound mind To journey to a perilous cave in a faraway land And kill the beast in exchange for the princess hand The first to come was prince Vlad the Strong With tales of might and his personal gong Second comes prince Brad the Wise Full of exotic wisdom and colorful lies Through all this brouhaha the princess despairs For of her heart only one ever truly bears Twas Mark the Farmer of which she yearns His name she whispers when she tosses and turns Mark the farmer with an equal despair to match Can do nothing but clutch his heart and watch For in this quest his soul's in a knot For all that he is, alas, a prince he is not To kill the beast within the cave Help is given to those who brave For at the cave entrance a fungus resides That changes a person, but once, on whatever he decides Of the magic fungi , three piles are seen One big one small and one a tad more lean Inscribed is the test in the walls therein Of this pile you must choose one equal to the purity within Vlad went in all flex and might, of the lean pile he ate Wanting to change nothing, but he thought too late For his heart was full of glory and greed as he drops and thinks The he saw the written curse of death, twas a clause written in tinier inks Brad the Wise tried to win with lack of scruples and wiles Picked the the medium pile he did to change the way he smiles Of rude intentions he must have, for into a beast he turned as soon as he ate A hyena so hideous but with a smile that was nothing but fake Mark the farmer stormed the cave out of desperation and love Thinking that he would at least try to be worthy of his girl,of his dove Of the pile he chose the biggest of all, thinking his love is full And if this turns out to be not so then his life is just, well, just bull On the day of waiting the princess is quite a mess Of Mark she has no word, it is a cause for distress But wait whos this that walks towards her so handsome and radiant Then the town crier shouts "hooray for the beastslayer, prince Mark the Valiant. |