Rhyme The Line Of Poetry Above Me Game

[beaulolais]

when i remember the little things
the way you dance and hold me tight  

[Lady Pole]

Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,


And here we are as on a darkling plain  

[beaulolais]

In the middle of the pouring rain.

W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me  

[Sita Harker]

How does it feel to be a puppet on my string?

She danced on the clouds like a little bee
Spinning and gathering as she went

I am hollow... and I will live forever

 

[beaulolais]

and with that stroke he was well nigh yblent
but he was ready with his iron hot  

[Lady Whispers]

I wanna tie the knot
but you just think of her  

[Sita Harker]

She combed out his burrs
and brushed out his mane

 

[Lady Whispers]

and never though herself vain
while she lined her lips with bloodred paint  

[Sita Harker]

She could not rid her hands of the taint
Of the poor king's blood on her hands

 

[Lady Whispers]

But she tried to scrub them with the sands
she found in a broken hourglass  

[Lady Pole]

She disposed of the shards in a flower mass
And sanded her fingers well  

[beaulolais]

so dared she the very flames of hell
for her unspeakable crime  

[Lady Whispers]

which, at the time
she felt justified  

[beaulolais]

But such a tide
as moving seems asleep,  

[Lady Whispers]

will rise up from the very deep
and consume the unwary traveller