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White Tower 3: Brown, Gray, Red, Amyrlin Seat

  Brown Tune: Loial Meter: 9 Title:  Cobble-stoned librarian    Marillyn's Fair?  take me there! A Battling librarian... only in my dreams! Gray Tune: Marvel Meter: 10 Title: The Get-a-Long Gang Smooth to speak, spring that leak, ne'er need compelling But!  When she does! Oops,  let's run, ageless wisdom greys.  Red Tune: Slagelse Meter: 11 Title:> AnnieMae's Teapot  Steeped in poverty of thought feelings reeling, graduate teapot Amyrlin Seat Tune: Sacrament Meter: 12 Title: Lining One Step at a time, floating as if knowing the way counseling with the Master of Tear.  

Child Valda's Wheelright

Tune: Egwene Meter: 12 Title:  Ageless Annie Mae At 12:00 is Annie Mae's nap, Sheet pulled over, cheeks to pat. At half past noon, it's time to zoom. Tico, her man, on standby again. At 1:00, banana and egg, At two, ooh, don't bite me boo. Then at three, playtime with me, We sing our songs and kiss along Four of course it's spray and sheet, Hydration... Such a feat! Dinner time, legumes and attack!  Scuze me honey? You want wanted a whattie?  Well early to bed and early to rise,  These rings! those golden eyes.  Interpretations:  The poem is a commentary on the show. It is as fictional as the show in that we only have inference to Valda’s view of catching the Amyrlin Seat. It switches perspectives amongst him, Egwene, and Perrin. I wrote about my attempts to bond with my new parrot Annie Mae as foreshadowing for Valda fantasizing the reverse - breaking the victim and her bonded warder. In poetry the opposites are meant to be poignant symbols. It begin...