A bombastic dwarf
Blasted into my desert of procrastinating illusions
He arrived singing his favorite song
With a stick in his hand, he brings a proclamation
He brings an objection to my romanticized long face
He comes from far away with a mission that not even he understands
It's mission accomplished if he's already distracted me from the black lightning
He forced me to stand in his presence
We are all his soldiers today
Those of the new emperor.
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Author:
Damaso (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The Adventures of Mumu
- Category: Children
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Well done!
Thank you so much for stopping by. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Best regards.
A great fantasy poem but I feel a metaphor here. Nicely done
I love bringing fantasy to the most overlooked aspects of everyday life, and if there's a secret metaphor, that's what his crusade is all about. Thank you so much for stopping by. Best regards.
Excellent write
Thank you very much, my friend. It's very kind of you to stop by and read it. I'm glad you liked it. Best regards.
You're welcome
A wonderful metaphor, my friend. Well done! πΉπ
I'm so glad you stopped by to read. Thanks for your feedback. Best regards.
You are most welcome.
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