The Mask Chose Me

The mask chose me

For the Carnival day clatter,

The mask chose me.

No idea what I might be?

Rams head worn, mad as a hatter!!!

I had no choice in the matter,

...The mask chose me.

 

 

by Blankscreen2222@allpoetry.com. U.K.

 

Author note:

Written in rondelet form

 

 

 

Done