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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Joshua St. Claire


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The Spindle

(Triolet)

If I pricked myself upon a spindle,
Mother said that our kingdom would be cursed
With dreamless sleep. All our lands would dwindle,
If I pricked myself upon a spindle.
No princeling prick could slake my nightish thirst,
So I pricked myself upon a spindle.
Best be damned! Now I rule a kingdom—cursed.