THE TRAY

THE TRAY OF BRASS, NOT OF GLASS,

IT LOOKS OF BURNISHED GOLD.

IT HAS HELD MANY GREAT STORIES

THAT COULD EASILY BE TOLD.

ONE DAY A PRINCE CAME TO ME

TO TALK OF FRIENDSHIP DIVINE.

AND IT WAS UPON THIS VERY TRAY

I SERVED HIM BISCUITS AND WINE.

OUR FRIENDSHIP GREW, AND LOVE CAME TOO,

WE HATED BEING APART.

ONE DAY HE LIED AND I CRIED AND CRIED,

OH, MY ACHING, ACHING HEART.

HE WAS SO HANDSOME TO ME, THAT I WANTED

TO BE HIS FOREVERMORE.

AS HE LEFT, YOU SEE, HE SAID TO ME,

"MY LOVE, I SHALL ALWAYS ADORE

EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, ALL OF YOU, AND MORE."

"PLEASE FORGIVE ME, MY DEAR?

I SHALL NEVER APPEAR

TO LIE TO YOU EVER AGAIN.

YOU ARE THE WOMAN FOR ME, PLEASE

TRY ME AND SEE THAT I SHALL

ALWAYS BE YOUR FRIEND."

"MARRY ME, PLEASE MARRY ME, AND YOU SHALL SEE

A TOTALLY PERFECT BLEND

OF WONDERFUL LOVE, A LOVE FROM ABOVE,

GLORIOUS LOVE WITH YOUR VERY BEST FRIEND."

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