The Mag 147: The Map

I love this challenge.  Every week Tess gives a wonderful image and challenges us to spin a tale with no limits on our words or our style.  We just have to keep it clean.  Visit Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales to join the fun, you can write and you can read others.  I promise you won't be disappointed.

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THE MAP

Some thought the map was lost

Of how the world used to be

They did not know the ancients

Carved the map on me

One girl of each generation

Was chosen to wear the cover

The carving the ink

Of past history's grand oeuvre

Now Earth's law was "No History"

No names to places past

I must remain forever covered

No one can see my ass.