IMPLUVIOUS

'Tis tipping it down

In a medieval town

The waterfalls drown

The princess uncrowned

Clad in a gown

Had she sworn

No man unborn

By the riverside mourn

To the unwatered corns

Tell the forbidden storm

The seeds are unsown

In a mighty throne

To a kingship thrown

Love is unknown

The watersmeet songs

Have them all gone

©LIL ARCHA