Mary

Mary what a folderol you come on like a queen
as callous and contemptible as any I have seen
but Mary I can tell you that the world is not your toy
and if you’re after subjects then be sure I’m not your boy
I’ve spent too many years working my way through
life and all it’s challenges to bow my head to you
nothing you can say or do will change my settled mind
you claim to see the substance but the truth is you are blind
all the world is moving on while you perch on your throne
so Mary don’t be too surprised if you’re left on your own

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  1. damommza

     /  August 21, 2012

    Mary, Queen of Scots or Mary, Mary, quite Contary? or both! ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

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  2. Adaein3

     /  August 21, 2012

    I like your poem,sunovawot. I think you wrote about my sister.:) ! And, as always, thank you for sharing!

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