hey Les Mis fandom
I just feel like y’all should know that as their run comes to an end the current West End Enjolras has taken to kissing his Grantaire’s hand before he runs off up the barricade for the final time and I cannot think of a more perfect, awful, wonderful gesture and I want everyone to know about this (and this perfect, lovely one hundred percent deliberate
e/R dynamic)
good good
A Quick Poem.
It was World Poetry Day yesterday, and Richard the third is being reburied today, soooo…….what I’m trying to say is that I wrote a short, stupid poem about his long-dead ass:
Richard the Third, appointed by God
Split by an axe, he died, the poor sodAs his ghost quick departed, that bloody Dick Three,
Thought ‘How could something so shitty have happened to me?’He was a bit of a prick, there can be no denying
But who gives a damn when bad kings begin dying?500 years later, opinion’s slightly more varied
And like his rude namesake, is hastily buried.
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