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Post by Castle Court Jester on Nov 9, 2023 3:14:16 GMT -6
“Clubs” I saw the King of Clubs today. He asked me where you are. I told him journey to the west where he would find you are not far. Last night I listened to the jets go flying overhead. On one of those was the good King demanding to be fed. And might I ask where is his Queen? Has she been left behind? Wherever she is she is somewhere with static in her mind. It is said the Queen of Diamonds comes to play her games at two. If ever anybody told they would see their life be through. I saw the King of Clubs once more. His mouth was dried with blood. He got into a car which then left me covered up in mud. I watched the King's care drive away. His kingdom would be fine. Then I went home to ensure the same were true of mine. --msl2023 Lotta metaphor However you interpret it is correct for you.
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Post by Catlady2710 on Nov 9, 2023 11:25:30 GMT -6
Intriguing
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Post by AquarianM on Nov 10, 2023 0:14:36 GMT -6
1st to mind: Go ask Alice. Cool poem
Dan
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Post by Castle Court Jester on Nov 15, 2023 1:10:59 GMT -6
ty both
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