Cursory Rhyme

A fight club’s

a fright club,

away-from-the-light club,


it’s stern words,

and spurn words,

a-cause-for-concern words,


its mad feel,

is bad feel,

and-ultimate-sad feel,


will grieve you,

and cleave you,

and-always-upheave you.

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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