King Of The Sand Castle

King Of The Sand Castle short poem

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He peeped out of his castle
very frightened someone may call his name.
He knew vice-versa they were afraid of him
calling him venomous satan in snake skin.
Saying he is the sinner of temptation
hissing he nods that’s not me.
I have no hands or legs
So I lift up my hood instead
Just to show you sign of peace I wear upon my head.
So let me pass by peacefully
without being beaten with sticks and stones
I am the king of the Sand Castle
Love it if you leave me alone.

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