A Verse to the Evoker of my Aggravation
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  • Time <5 mins
Complete, First published Dec 20, 2012
A poem inspired by Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. I was requested to write a poem about my favourite fictional character and I chose to write a poem from Elizabeth Bennet's point of view.
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