The Ring was hammered
Flat.
Taken off
The Blacksmith's List.
He burnt the Papers
In the forge
That let the convicted
Slip.
The chains that were
Not Lavish
But to make do
Is to do.
The Tooth was gold
And Gaudy.
Inserted
Smack dab
In to
The Vessel
That kept it
For its keeping.
KS
Hopefully ;)
To be opened only
On the next
I Do.
.
I hate to do this
But I challenge you all
To know what I am talking about.
Imo it isnt that difficult
But i know what i was thinking.
KS
I actually like this poem.