TY Satyr61

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Warning! Digger Gold! Bea Selfish!
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Selfish Bea cares her for she only.
Me laments home sounds
Hole bare rooms echoes walls punch to left I lonely.

Counting towards back numbers 5 to none,
Peating re-history missed Ms. Takes seeing
My four warned friends good, dawg, lass see... Run!

I seen accelerating used vehicle impacting Bea to wealth.
Ridden me sooner had cursed her I
Myself avoided then thus catastrophe life insured better health.

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Bn2fBn2f5 months agoAuthor

Satyr61: I guess an explanation is in order.

I read every one of your submissions. I find your poetry unique, different, and interesting and so my tribute reflects that.

The first and third stanzas were first written as complete sentences and then the words were remixed. They describe a woman, Bea, who has used a man for his money and then left him. It's the 2nd stanza that I personally love and hope you enjoy. There, the man (dawg) wishes to go back in history and listen to the concerns of 4 of his good friends (forewarning) that if he sees a woman (lass) to not enter into a relationship (run). "Good, dawg, lass see... Run!" is a call for help the man is asking for, playing off the saying, "Good dog, Lassie, run and get help."

Satyr61Satyr615 months ago

Unique, different & very interesting.

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