Khione
She sped onto the ice and twirled,
This graceful little nymph,
And showed her wares unto the world,
And ultimately, later, triumph!
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(I have to nab them, check the time,
To write them down as they come,
Or else I lose another rhyme,
My mind and pen go dumb.)
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Little Lyrics
PoetryHere is a gang of mostly one-verse poems that I didn't want to publish "story by story."
