"Sire, the women are
screaming, for the runaway murderers
are out of jail," said
The Guard of the World, seriously
"Sire, we received
a message from Sire of
the Stars, who is to
dissolve to sparks," replied the
Guard of the World, sad.
"Sire, we must look
after the animals in the zoo, for
the zookeeper is
on holiday," cried the Guard of
the World, happy with joy.
"Guard, you're on vacation
for the work you did," said the
Sire of the World,
so the Guard is on vacation at
SATURN!
By HasiVA
31st March 2008
YOU ARE READING
Ink On Paper
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D
