Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Tale of Diana
Anonymous
Diana was hunted, but she wasn't found,
For thrusting did Sophocles never account
With lightning strokes, the goddess shot foreward;briefly, radiantly
Figment of the imagination ? Never.. . The crushing went on
"I am dainty, I am dandy!" DaVinci grunted as he tiptoed in blood
Ecstaticness washed over she like a rapid chrysanthemum,
My thumb seared as Cat Woman strolled by with her schnozzle held high
Cast me down from heaven for pondering of bete noires.
So deal not with this once thy glorious assassin.


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