The ruler of the palace,
The leader of the people.
Within the walls,
these secrets die.
Treasure lost,
now it's found.
Off in the distance the dragon lurks,
waiting, waiting, villagers work.
The dragon waits, hatching a plan.
Pouncing on the village clan.
The king is there in shining armor,
Leaving his robes, becoming a martyr.
Buried in the castle walls,
Remembered in great honor.
As the prince to the king,
from the hero with golden rings.
The king and his castle,
honored with no hassle.
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Just another day (My poetry)
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