Juxtaposing Lives/ Mis-Stepped Waltz

Juxtaposing Lives by Thomas Oh Yes I'm young just twelve years old I had a dream that's not been told So shy am I to talk to you And please don't think I have no clue When Disney had a tee-vee (tv) show “When Knighthood was in Flowers” grow A tale of Greensleeves came to me Not Anne Boleyn or King Henry A different legend worth a muse Have sought but never caught to choose Fair maiden lived her life by day One time-line always day's display Then juxtapose a life by night No equilibrium in sight A catatonic parallel Two lives at once it does foretell At night a woman dark but free Collateral iniquity But every time that I wake up Return to day the maiden's cup So onward now the search begins The golden cup for crosses sins The castles safe as maiden lives I seek the truth of what forgives I am My Lady that's for sure Two personalities no cure Which one of us will take the prize The Holy Grail's (mere) exercise

Mis-stepped Waltz by Hiram No twelve year old thinks they are young No tale exists that's not seen tongue If shy you are which seems quite false The missteps here are like a waltz For networks don't have shows these days Grew, he means, not what he says (The song from "How the West was Won"?) A misbeat rhyme, no joke no pun. Confused, I listen for the thread And get this gibberish instead An owl has never a maiden been, With night glow face of freakish green Drag this out please, I'm still unclear Equal WHAT, you bend my ear Catatonic pair, there's TWO asleep? Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat. After two wasted stanzas, ahem... Barely describe – and then condemn? A dream, that soggy lit'ery elf The story now is 'bout himself? Throughout the 1800's west? If crosses sin, I'll eat my cowboy vest Though maiden's lives are short and rough More vague-aries -- I've had enough! A movie Disney never made My sleeves are green and disarrayed Not the one who wrote this drivel Can green sleeves catch this pointless drizzle?