The Last Place I Traveled
An Adventure Poem
The last place I had traveled was the Land of Fire
Rumors spread tales of glorious blazing birds perched upon tall stone spires
Wind of this news caused adventure to beckon to me
"Searching for these birds will definitely fill your heart with glee"
Venturing the realm was something I had always promised my heart I would never retire
Ever since I'd advertised myself as a merc for higher
Word of my reputation is how in this place I came to be
This is the Land of 101 millionth degree
While traveling this Land of Fable
It had occurred to me that back home a liar of me the may label
Home I could not return if this proclaim rang true
So I decided I had to obtain proof of my trek through the land where glorious flame didn't only blaze but also flew
By the luck of my leprechaun blood I had stumbled upon a charcoal rock table
Where found I feathers from whimsical birds of fable
Quickly I filled my pack while singing joyfully
Before returning home with evidence enough for doubters to appease
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