(A parade of words and phrases eligible
for retirement.)
Carded
He hoped that he’d be chosen to
Become one of the bards
(The poets that the king preferred) …
It wasn’t in the cards.
He’d hoped that he be chosen to
Maintain the royal yards.
The news came from the palace …
It wasn’t in the cards.
He’d hoped that he’d be chosen to
Become one of the guards.
The news came from the palace …
It wasn’t in the cards.
And so our hero grieved a bit,
Then sent the King regards,
And then our hero built a fire
And burned up all the cards.
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