RC AT CASTLE PONDEROSA
Taking a week off of the usual formula, I quickly threw this little parable (that also might be somewhat allegorical) together...it's about RC, and how she became the Queen of the Ponderosa.
Exiled from the island, RC finds a new life:
“The Queen of Castle Ponderosa”...that sounds about right.
At the castle; with leopard skies overcast,
The tiara’d queen finds solitude at last.
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With her affairs in order, RC’s ready to eat,
And with new robes, she’ll soon find time to brush her pearly teeth.
At Ponderosa, there’s no need for kings or faux crowns.
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That such silence is fleeting, and soon she will stare
At those who betrayed her. She would have her chance soon,
To get answers from those, who traded her hand for the moon.
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In time, her kingdom would be infiltrated by Kent,
Apologies aplenty, for all the time that he spent
Working against her, instead of with her.
He would be her company, albeit, still a stranger.
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Quite quiet, this Kent fellow remained bitter.
Outplayed, jaded…no description seemed fitter.
The two would reflect, dine and chat,
But unlike the queen, Kent wasn’t quite as loquacious, so that would be that.
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Still smiling, RC feels more relieved
Kent’s confession and apology, most likely the key.
Slowly, the other castaways will be forced to see
That she was Tandang’s heart…indeed.
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Artis, eventually, would soon join the crew.
His presence, of which, RC would have little to do.
For Artis was one who had done her wrong,
When perhaps, they should have worked together, all along.
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It’s slowly happening, just like RC predicted.
Tandang’s in shambles, full of burnt bridges.
Her alliance dissolved, she waits for them to understand.
In the meantime, she relaxes, her body: A wonderland.
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Lying on a hammock, this side of paradise,
You can see the seeds of anticipation, right in her eyes.
Though a natural beauty, she still adds a spot of make-up,
Because she knows that this night, is going to be epic.
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Pete is a jester, almost by design.
Bad plans and bad brains, in RC‘s court, there‘s no place to hide!
A confession from Pete, RC desperately seeks,
But Pete’s denial prevails, the flavor of the weak.
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Artis and Pete, their eyes are conspiring,
Jealous of RC? That’s far more inspiring.
Bitter Pete…Angry Artis…Bored Kent.
RC concedes, seeking distance from these three men...
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With her appetite sated, RC retires to the TV room.
Spacious and blanketed, she can’t help but swoon.
She’s still the queen of the Ponderosa,
And that won’t be changing…any time soon.
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TO BE CONTINUED... :)
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