- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Boadicea
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Click hereI was the husband of the great Boadicea
She was a good wife but now - O dear!
I died supported by her passion and love
But I'd hardly call her a peaceful dove
We were civilised, I had a long Roman name
Now my wife is a warrior of international fame
The Romans asked for more taxes - she replied "Go to Hell!"
To persuade her they whipped her, raped her daughters as well
You just don't DO that to our blue-blooded bitches
Queens of the Iceni, horsewomen, post-graduate witches
She's painted with woad, renamed herself Boudicca
Sharpened her weapons, revived the arts of Wicca
She's rallying her armies, adding scythes to her wheels
She'll give the Roman taxmen no doubt how she feels
Ere long she will join me, her witch wisdom knows
But not 'fore she's slaughtered thousands of foes
Our rulers must remember not to over-tax the Brit
Else meet "Death or Glory" mid tons of horse-****.
- COMMENTS
Kethandraover 9 years agoA Modern ode to a Classical vengeful bitch. Nice blend of the righteous and humorous. The final two lines make a perfect ending, and a lovely use of metonymy, one of my favorite (poetic) devices.
Trixareforkidsalmost 10 years agoto a badass bitch! Thanks to you I now know who she is and will mention her to any tax men that chance to darken my door.
LeBrozabout 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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