It could have been a bubbling brook
laughing as it ran its course;
It could have been the Sun Supreme
unleashing all its mighty force;
It could have been a palace ground
grandeur filled all around;
It could have been a melody sweet
music rare with joy replete.
Alas! It failed to gain a space,
take one-two- three to make it ONE
Alas! It built a throne of thorns
that seats nor you nor I nor none.
laughing as it ran its course;
It could have been the Sun Supreme
unleashing all its mighty force;
It could have been a palace ground
grandeur filled all around;
It could have been a melody sweet
music rare with joy replete.
Alas! It failed to gain a space,
take one-two- three to make it ONE
Alas! It built a throne of thorns
that seats nor you nor I nor none.
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