I
was a king – she threw me down,
And bitter was the sting;
Refused
me, she, whom I would crown,
And I a King!
A
maiden poor – she threw me down
O foolishest of maids!
And
I a King of world renown,
The King of Spades.
February,
‘99
Joker,
March, ‘99
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