Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA
"My Lord", the Queen said, "by your leave I've written down a rhyme
And would be proud for you to comment on, should you have time.
I've woven quite a tapestry of images that sing
A message that I feel would be befitting for a king."
"A rhyme?", the King said. "Lady, there is nothing I hate worse
Than silly little couplets forced together into verse!
Pure prose alone is strong enough to make a message clear
And not this childish ditty that you dare to offer here."
Just then the castle doors sprung wide and, entering from the night,
A young man rushed, quite out of breath with features full of fright.
"My King!", he cried. "The armies of our foes are on the march!
They're pillaging the villages with saber, lance and torch."
"Our legions need men and supplies. Please do not hesitate
Or, by this time tomorrow, they'll be at the castle gate!"
The King reacted quickly. Reinforcements were dispatched
And, by the eve, the tide had turned...the danger met and matched.
That evening in the royal bed, the Queen quite sweetly, said
"That boy who warned us of the fight-was his hair blond...or red?"
"What's this?", replied the King. "What nonsense do I hear from you?"
"That boy", she said, "who came today. Were his eyes brown...or blue?"
"Was his body big and strong...or was it rather small?
Were his features pale or sunburned? Did you find him short or tall?
Did you spy rings on his fingers or a chain around his neck?
When he moved, did he bend down a bit or did he stand erect?"
"My Queen, you've truly gone insane to ask such foolish things.
I care not if he had ORANGE eyes...or if he wore TEN rings!
I care not how he walked...care not what color horse he mounted!
The boy held no signifigance - the message was what counted!"
"My lord", the Queen said, "by your leave, I've written down a rhyme
And would be proud for you to comment on, should you have time......"
The King smiled. In his eye, a humorous twinkle could be seen.
He said, "I am a lucky man to have such a wonderous Queen."