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‘Jill of Jabberwocky!!’

‘Jill of Jabberwocky!!’

Last night I had the strangest dream
Whilst it is difficult to describe
I think I was a chieftain from a native American tribe
Well I can’t be at all certain, remember this was only a dream
Where probable is possible and nothing is as it does seem
There I was on top of a mountain sitting on a golden throne

Above hundreds of painted warriors, the likes that I have never known
Would you Adam and Eve it!, all of them were looking up at me and chanting out my name
“Jill of Jabberwocky” with joyfulness and exclaim

I didn’t know how to react, what was I supposed to do ?
I had never been in the spotlight before, so I hadn’t got a clue
But I rose from my chariot, and held my arms up to the sky
Then I stomped my moccasin boots, and alas I began to cry
Huh I felt so utterly humiliated, I was supposed to be a great mighty chief
Tears were rolling down my painted cheeks, as they looked up in disbelief
Then I woke up in such a started state lying in my bed
Trying my utmost to make out any sense of this chimera in my head

Why an earth I had dreamt of Indians, well I will never ever know
But the way I bawled amidst my limelight, with my worshippers below
That made complete and utter sense to me, coz even if it had been real
If I was shoved in the spotlight, that’s exactly how I would feel
I wouldn’t want to be a chieftain, a ruler of a land 
With tribesman and Indian apaches, at my call and command
Infact I never will be a leader with people following me
I am but a face in amidst a crowd, autonomous and free…

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Greg Etsell

Wow that was some dream
Great poem 
sadly the American Indian
has been missed treated in life
And pushed aside and given no rates at all
even today but your poem was fun

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Jill Tait

Awww I love the Indians ❤️🌹❤️Thankx Greg as always 🌹

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Gwendoline

Amazing dream Jill. Absolutely love that final line. It packs such a punch 
“I am but a face in amidst a crowd, autonomous and free…”
Wow! 💗

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Jill Tait

Awww Thankx my lovely lass & Happy New Year to you & yours ❤️🌹❤️

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Being Me

That was a dream and a half! Great poem x

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Jill Tait

Aww Tbankx my lovely ❤️🌹❤️

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