Mouse
I met a girl called Mouse.
Her voice as quiet as the wind
And her hair as fluffy as the pillows.
She shook my hand and she laughed very softy when I told her a joke.
I met a child of Light.
He lit up the beautiful sky
And cleared it as it turned dark.
He showed me how to dance and sing
As he faded into the blackest night.
I met a boy called Cold.
Wherever he walked
Turned into ice.
Whatever he touched
Turned to snow.
I met a king called Death.
He demanded with rage and fury and
he mistreated his kingdom and crowd.
The more furious he became, the more he growled.
I met a woman called Chess.
As she moved step by step
The more you could see of her black and white dress
As it shined in the light and shadow.
I met a soldier of war.
His face scarred with swords and arrows.
He hummed to the tune of a crow’s caw
And he was as scary as a vicious lion.
I met a woman called Shadow.
Her hair as black as coal
And her eyes as soulless as a dead person.
I watched her as she burned into eternal flames.
I met a queen called Diamond.
She dazzled and shined as bright as the Sun
In the beautiful, blue sky.
As she touched her throne,
I didn’t turn to gold
Only into diamond.
I met a girl called Life.
Her eyes glow neon green and
Her skin as soft as clouds.
As she went around giving life and excitement,
All animals and creatures followed her in delight.
I met a boy called Foxy.
He was the king of foxes bathed in his white and gold skin.
When he sang a little tune,
All the foxes would gather around him.
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