Prestige, prestige
you come to please
the bees beneath my teeth
my mind a plant- green hollow reed
Oh lilies, root for me!
To please, to please
I love the siege
and judges around me
My spider dance, a solemn tease
for who my mind could be
The siege, the siege
brute battle fields
became my mastery
Like Josephine's, my love was true
As rhymes of victory
The brute, the brute
man of tribute
raised by this one pursuit
prestige, prestige-- you came and pleased
the person of repute
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Published on e-Stories.org on 06.12.2023.
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