{"id":487,"date":"2012-09-23T17:23:37","date_gmt":"2012-09-23T17:23:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stashreport.com\/?p=487"},"modified":"2012-09-25T17:33:12","modified_gmt":"2012-09-25T17:33:12","slug":"have-it-your-way","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stashreport.com\/?p=487","title":{"rendered":"Have It Your Way"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Hi, friends and loyal readers.<\/strong> Here\u2019s my latest poem and I must admit, it\u2019s a bit lengthy. Hey! Where are you going, my ADHD, instant gratification friend? If you give my offering a read, I am sure you won\u2019t regret it so… come on back to your computer terminal and share a bit of your time with me. Come on… don\u2019t be shy. I\u2019m not judging you. That\u2019s right, sit down and revel in the wit (twit?) that is Stash. To make your investment of time a bit more gratifying, I have decided to make this verse a bit interactive in nature. Ahhh, but more about that later… here\u2019s my poem. Stash<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Queen Gwendolyn<\/strong><\/p>\n

Gwendolyn, a much loved queen,
\nSat upon her jeweled throne.
\nA grand shiny castle
\nWas the place that she called home.<\/p>\n

Her tower sat high atop a hill,
\nThat looked down upon the town.
\nHer people always looked cheerful
\nBut as for Gwen… she wore a frown.<\/p>\n

Although the skies were ever blue,
\nGwendolyn always saw the cloud.
\nIt was as if she perpetually wore
\nA dark and worrisome shroud.<\/p>\n

The Queen had few reasons to be unhappy.
\nShe had beauty and wealth aplenty.
\nGazing out of her lead glass window,
\nShe still felt her life was empty.<\/p>\n

Nothing could bring a smile to her face…
\nNot the jesters, the jugglers or the clowns.
\nNot even a giggling, chubby baby
\nCould rid her of her frown.<\/p>\n

A call went out by the court advisor…
\nTo find a cure for the queen\u2019s malaise.
\nHe, who could complete this feat,
\nWould live happily for the rest of his days.<\/p>\n

In gratitude, the hero would be granted
\nHis weight in diamonds and gold…
\nThis and as many maidens as
\nHis strong, helpful arms could hold.<\/p>\n

With this proclamation, the town got busy.
\nEvery Tom, Dick and Harry tried and tried
\nBut the more the townsfolk endeavored,
\nThe more the melancholy Queen cried.<\/p>\n

Then, one morning, a miracle happened.
\nThere seemed no reason as to why
\nBut the Queen was seen laughing and singing,
\nHer spirits lifted, they seemed to fly.<\/p>\n

Here\u2019s where we engage in a bit of interactivity<\/strong>…
\nI offer to you various scenarios in which our story may
\nhave concluded. You pick the one you like… if none
\nof them satisfy your need for poetic closure,
\ndrop me a line with your suggestion and I will try to
\ninclude it in with my optional endings.<\/em><\/p>\n

Option 1<\/p>\n

No one knew what had accomplished this feat
\nAnd the Queen… well, she wasn\u2019t saying.
\nWould this mood lift last forever?
\nThere was no way to know…
\nBut the entire kingdom was praying.<\/p>\n

Option 2<\/p>\n

It seems this was the day after our election
\nAnd finally there would be some peace.
\nCivility would again be the law of the land
\nAnd the sniping and mud slinging would cease. <\/p>\n

Option 3<\/p>\n

No one was aware of it back then…
\nThat\u2019s why the Queen\u2019s malady had been mystery.
\nWhat Her Majesty had been suffering from
\nWas the first documented case of PMS in history.<\/p>\n

Option 4
\nThe Queen had been resigned and patient
\nBut her worry and sorrow were now outgrown.
\nToday was the much anticipated day
\nThat Gwendolyn would receive her new iPhone.<\/p>\n

Option 5<\/p>\n

It was graduation day, in the Queen Mother\u2019s home,
\nAnd the good Prince had mastered his courses.
\nNow he\u2019d be out of the castle and on his own…
\nGone would be his clutter, his mess and his horses.<\/p>\n

Option 6
\nThough she was a queen, she was also a woman
\nAnd clothing, for Gwen, had always been a passion.
\nBut her spanks got too binding… her shoes too tight…
\nShe swore, no longer would she be slave to fashion.<\/p>\n

Option 7<\/p>\n

The Queen, a compassionate caring ruler,
\nHad tired of foreign conflicts and senseless war.
\nShe had awoken and come to her senses
\nAnd decided that there would be no more.<\/p>\n

Option 8 (“idea suggested” by my friend Kelly)<\/p>\n

The Queen had mourned the passing of her King.
\nIt was the cost of great love, that had to be paid.
\nBut her grieving was now over… she had a beau…
\nAnd last night was the first, in a long time,
\nThat the Queen Gwendolyn again got laid.<\/p>\n

Option 9
\n(Your answer as to why Queen Gwendolyn’s
\nmood had so drastically changed.)<\/p>\n

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