Today's prompt: exceeding expectations.
I got a rather positive bit of feedback today at work... and then ended up writing the below. Yeah, zee mind is a strange place some days.
Okay, most days.
Expectations were running high
As the bronze chariots drew nigh.
The huddled peasants gathered round,
Mewling pathetic, hope-filled sounds.
From our viewpoint in the castle
We saw them kill without hassle.
Onward the poor folk proceeded,
Our expectations exceeded.