Beautiful snowflakes clean the airOn a day when hopes and dreams disappearEternal white, in daytime and nightA carefree serenade to shareThe king is trapped, nowhere to runSir Tracealot manages to steal our funWhat magic doth this Knight possessTo be the greatest thorn bar nonePerhaps the snow might cease one dayAnd Tracy will decide to step out of the wayHow else can a crook hope to earn an honest buckI’ll cheer the moment his sword down he lays
Question? Why do you think comments are so low and so many posters are gone? I’ll share my theory later which might get me banned! LOL! I’m curious what you think .
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