Soothsayer’s Song

Soothsayer’s Song

When the valiant troop of noble king’s men
Rode out to the forest of fallen tree boughs
Peruvian landscapers fell upon the wary knights
They spoke in French tones and suggested plant types

The French speakers’ children had nothing to do
So they danced around the bewildered men, a few
Ashes poured from the children’s small shoes
Jewels in their pockets continued lives unvalued

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