Collecting cups of caramel
(Not my cup of tea)
Given to the sentinel
(Who doesn't work for me)
Passing by the seneschal
(Whom I'd leave at sea)
I pause to chew some fennel
(My latest penalty)
And gaze out from this living hell
Surrounded by the ocean swell
Wishing I were free
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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