I found the gold on the hill;
I found the hid gold!
The wicked queen
Stole the gold,
Hid it under a stone
And never told.
The selfish queen
Rolling away
In her white limousine,
Never knew nor dreamed
That I searched all day
Till I found the gold,
The gold!
Short Story
Hilda Conkling
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Poem topics: away, white, selfish, stone, Valentine's Day, never, queen, gold, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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