Two troubadours told tall tales
To three tired travelers
Tarrying to take the time to taste
The treats that topped the table
.
These trying times take their toll
They testified to the thirsty trio
That trailed them, town to town
Trekking through time
.
Together these two troubled types
Terrified the tongue-tied teens
Traipsing timidly through
The tortuous terrain’s terrible turns
.
Then the tenors turned the tables.
Tenderly they took turns taming
The trembling tribe
“There, there. Tis tolerable”
.
The teens turned tranquil
Time tamped tabular their throes
Terror turned to torpid thoughts
The toxins took their toll
.
They tasted the terminal travail
Their trust torn to tatters
They took terse time to tremble
Then touched their terminus
.
To the tomb, they traveled.
About the Creator
Pitt Griffin
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, it occurred to me I should write things down. It allows you to live wherever you want - at least for awhile.
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