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Mindless of the pressing chores
The waiting floors, the empty stores
She strolled along a dream-cast road
And watched a leather-sided toad.
With a tug at her dirty work-stained frock
She sat beside him on a river rock.
He looked at her, showed his pulsing throat.
She had to admit, he was a beaut,
Like a fantasy prince, she was convinced,
Fallen under a wicked spell, a fairy tale she knew too well.
He reached out for that magical kiss.
A moment, a flash, when all was bliss.
Long moments before she could respond
And that kiss became a magician’s wand.
No prince beside her but an emperor of hearts
And she was his empress, sworn never to part.
crispina kemp 
I really like your poetic spin on this fairy tale! 😊
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Thank you. It’s a spin on two songs, held together by the fairy tale. The one song is obvious. The other is Carole King’s Tapestry. That song links two periods in my life.
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Oh… i didn’t notice the other song’s influence because i am not familiar with Carole King’s Tapestry. But you made it wonderful in your own way and that i always notice. 🙂
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Thank you. Anyone reading my books would know I’m also obsessed with textiles… so tapestry is doubly apt for me
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Very good Crispina.
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Thank you Sadje
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A pleasure Crispina
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Nice work Crispina 👍🏻
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Thank you 🙂
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A great take on the fairy tale Crispina.
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Thanks. Enjoyed the write 🙂
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Oh, this was wonderful, Crispina!
You do these rather well, Empress 😉
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Thank you, Dale. It’s such an enchanting fairy tale
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Indeed…😊
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🙂 Shushhhhh
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He he he…
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It’s all to do with the name: Crispina was consort to a Roman Emperor
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How so very interesting… 😊
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Of course, she was no innocent. Banished to the isle of Capri… where she was murdered for adultery. Oh, that really doesn’t sound like me
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These things never are simple, are they? One minute chosen consort, the next, banished for being chosen in the first place.
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Yea. History… far more interesting than anything in today’s scandal mags
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Dreaming is not dead, merely snoozing.
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It seems of late I’ve disturbed it’s slumber…. 🙂
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Let’s see what happens next …
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Hmmm. could be interesting. No plans at the moment. But then, the others weren’t planned either
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Great take on the fairy tale, and oh my, what a great image for it!
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That header image is so important. Take more time finding just the right one than I do on the text… old graphic designers don’t fade away
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That was such a beautiful piece! Also, I love the song. I heard it for the first time and it’s amazing ❤️
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I remember when it was first released. I had to have it immediately. My friends said, But you don’t do love songs.
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There are exceptions!
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Something resonated with this one
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An excellent rendition.
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I thank you… fun to do
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