Pride stands tall
His shoulders wide
Carries his ego
Clutched to his side
Yet the merest slight
Will pierce his hide
Head thrown back
He howls in pain
"What gall! I'm king!
Are you all insane?!!"
What She Did Not Choose
6 years ago
These posts on the capital sins are great! Looking forward to the others.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rebecca!
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