epic poem - The beautiful youth, imprisoned with his...

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The beautiful youth, imprisoned with his father, Daedalus. For fear of releasing the labyrinths secrets. Decided to make a daring escape. With the soft feathers of avian allies, And the melted wax of candles, He begins to construct wings. Finally, finished with his creations, he takes flight. Over the ocean, away from the prison they soar. “Do not fly to close to the sun.” Daedalus warns his son Icarus. But Kid Icarus, filled with Pride As if challenging Helios, he Takes to the sky, the clouds But does not heed his father’s warning. Falls to ocean with a crash. Never to be heard of again. The Emperor so sure of his intelligence Needs a new, grand wardrobe to accent it. No one in his land could weave a robe regal enough Until two young men entered the city. “You’re Excellence,” They swoon. “We are Masters of the loom. And can sew you the perfect outfit. It will be invisible to the stupid and incompetent.”
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He hires them in an instance, not knowing of the end result. Days pass and he grows anxious.
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This note was uploaded on 04/28/2008 for the course ENG 201 taught by Professor Shackleford during the Spring '08 term at Memphis Art.

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