sunnuntai 29. joulukuuta 2013

Children's poetry

Where are the knights ride to grow dry heather.
Moors ghosts of horses,
among them a number of walks in the dark.
Monks string passes
through the dry plain.

Riding horse chestnut brown is
Adventure travel is impossible.
Perched also accompanied by a knight,
princess of power involuntary.

Glint in the crown of the princess,
seven branches, and Otava.
Diamonds are the world's brightest.

Princess waiting for her prince,
knight moves towards the distant hills.

Knights armor, the glint of iron in such a way
Meet dazzles in tears.

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