Unmerited Finery

Poetry 1 Minute 
Unmerited Finery

She said, "Open wide."
I did.
She said, "Close down."
I did.

Even though I'm barely
the commoner,

more so 
peasant or serf,

she treated me
as Royalty,

placing a crown on
an exhausted molar.

"Thank you," I said,
and hurried home to

Buckinghorse Palace

lest

I be found out.

    Published by bothellboy

    i love words. it's as simple as that. . . j

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