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How Old the Struggle?
By Arlon StaywellRICHMOND 2001 — Okay so maybe you are the Arlon from Oklahoma City, but where is something topical, like from the news? This one is in a very roundabout way about a news story from September 2001 (Guess which.) and it is in the "AABA iamb-pent" style.
A gila monster's laughing heartily
He smote his prey, it's a certainty
His legendary poison met its mark
The prairie dog now clings to sanity
With pain and thirst so pressing on his mind
It's cool, clean water that he hopes to find
Amidst the jagged are stones so smooth that
Were by eternity and water signed
But now his foe is distant, this he harks
Looks all around in safety so he parks
On two legs standing tall and watching wide
And holding forepaws as though praying, barks
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Now there are fields of corn where Troy once was. Ovid |
© MMI by Arlon Ryan Staywell
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