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King Pinewood
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King Pinewood |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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King pinewood brimmed a rocky crag no finer crown against the sky, the sun that lit the weathered jag pronounced his lofty size. Handsome and tall he stood grand ruler of the slope. A soverign lofty scented wood of anchient kindred pulp. The clouds rolled in the wind did blow no sign of warming cheer. King Pinewood's roots upon the stone held firm and never veered. His blessed offshoots drooped with snow and ice clung to his roots. Proud monarch maintained his pose never failing to salute. Then one solemn frozen day upon his trunk a shadow grew a motored spinning toothy blade rose up to run him through. With coarse, snapping, grateing sounds proud sultan down he came. His throne usurped he smashed the ground his breaking cries in vain. With stately mast and branches strewn down over pithy rocks Old KIng Pinewood's time came due to serve a lesser god. Celtrue2000@E3B1G9 |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Enjoyed muchly. Nicely written. |
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