There are these stories I have read
Remaining here within my head
These tales speak of so many things
Like lions, dragons, frogs and kings,
A prince who lost his throne and crown
Another was that lonely clown !
I wonder what will follow next
Who’s left to pen enchanted text,
I think the age has come and gone
No words now to depend upon,
This simple fact I’d like to know
When truth is gone what’s left to show ?