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The Wise Man's Hands

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The
Wise Man sits
In his cell
The jail keeper
His wife, bars
His only light,
His hands, cold as
Death with long bony
Fingers, wrapped in skin
As smooth and as
Soft as silk, and
I see that they move
With such a tremor sending
Ripples through the water he
Holds in his glass, which
His jail keeper forcibly pours
Down his throat, and so
I inquire, "Wise Man, why
Doth thy hands tremble so?"
The Wise Man closes his
Eyes, leans back, and
Whispers, flashing his smile
"Now, how many pennies
Do you think are
In my pocket?"
The final bit of poetry I have to offer for now. The premise of this poem was that it had to describe someone's hands in great detail, have that person doing something with their hands, have that person being asked what they are doing, and have that person reply something strange, usually non sequitor.

Unfortunately, while the original poem was in fact written in the shape of a hand (with the first line being the tip of the middle finger and the last line being the wrist), this neat feature could not be properly adapted into .txt format, causing the line lengths and structures to lose some of their meaning.

Although the Wise Man is based upon a real person, for the sake of drama I had to exaggerate his condition. For instance, while I do believe that his wife has, over the years, restricted what he was once capable of doing, I do not see her as a jailkeeper or a torturer. This poem is... over-dramatic, you could say.

Why is the speaker speaking in Ye Olde Butcherede Englishe? Because... um... Soldier pissed off a Wizard again. Or something like that.
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