Cripples, Bastards, and Broken Things
An Homage to Game of Thrones
by Mason Kale
Winter comes with clandestine frost,
Bringing the nightmares from memories lost.
In the capital, we’ll count coppers and whores
While war threateningly pounds the city doors.
The most watchful knights upon our walls,
Stand nothing against the forgotten dragon’s fiery calls.
The last man of honor was put to death,
Pleading for justice till his final breath.
And this realm of aspiring kings,
Is full of cripples, bastards, and broken things
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