Sonnet 56
i once met a goddess on a lonely road
Knots of gold adorning her crown
shining jewels as green as a toad
Diverted all the way down
roses flourished in her cheeks
As she continued to stare
the flowers would grow for endless weeks
Flaming torches lit by a flare
and yet she changed like the seasons
Fading in a myriad of shades
from a red waterfall poured all reasons
Reasons as petty as a new maid
by'r lakin! Was this nymph but a dream?
Fair lads heed mine warning; a pretty face is not all it seems.
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