The Messenger A poem by S David No not Odin A God of A different ilk Far more sensible And since Not All-Seeing Relied On messengers For news of His domains Spies too and He could speak All the languages Of his flocks His messengers And spies came On two four and No feet at all Mammals birds Fish and the six And eight legged All brought him news And all were thanked And complimented Even if their gleanings Were sad or bad Some even asked What else to do and And could Could they help Ease his burdens In some way On those he would ©S. David 2013

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