Hear a revelation
A riddle in a rhyme
What was that he said?
O yeah: Is mine. Is mine.
Is it to adorn me?
Go figure
Now comes the time.
One thing that will insure you:
Metal rules the swine.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Now this one takes a little thinking. Is it metal of song that rules the swine or the sword? a thought provoking read
Neither, in this instance.
So be it
Fools gold comes to mind here, and with the price of gold going through the roof, even the fools gold probably has a price.
Very close
Money rules everything, doesn't it? The ending also reminds of Jesus warning to not cast one's pearls (or gold...for metal) before swine. All the same, great write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Superb!
Tremendous.
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