Minervian Marriage Market

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about a marriage market.

Submitted: February 23, 2010

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Minervian Marriage Market (originally published Abandoned Towers)
By Robert William Shmigelsky
 
Atop a raised white dais with carpet laid out,
the auctioneer signaled to the front
from the collection the first item to bid on.
The selected obeyed and stepped forward
to the oohs of the crowd that had assembled.
Decorated stone walls hanging with tapestries and murals,
the latter depicting great battles, the feasts celebrated after,
the auctioneer began the bidding at the highest price.
Wishing to have such a prize for themselves,
the best amongst the crowd drove up the cost
before, finally, one won out and left with spouse in tow.
The process repeated itself until at last
the items for sale weren’t fetching as before,
but–as the host proclaimed–knew how to clean and cook.
The lowest bids were accepted and one by one
those that did not have a use for a pretty spouse
walked out of the Minervian Marriage Market
with their newly purchased house husbands in tow.
 


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