Playing King

By mmsocks July 30, 2013 kidlit Poem poetry poetry for kids

For the king who plays alone
Slaying dragons everyday
With a tree branch for a sword-
Escaping boiling oil poured-
I beg you, my lord,
May I play?

5 thoughts on “Playing King”

margaretsmn

August 2, 2013 at 9:58 am Reply

Love the branch for a sword. I recently had some boys in an art camp and every piece of cardboard got turned into a sword.
- mmsocks
  
  November 15, 2013 at 11:19 am Reply
  
  i vividly remember those days where i would go to war over a perfectly sword-shaped stick!
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Keri Collins Lewis

August 2, 2013 at 8:12 pm Reply

A clever rhyme, there, sword and poured! Nicely done!
- mmsocks
  
  November 15, 2013 at 11:18 am Reply
  
  Thanks!

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