[Tyr Zalo Hawk]: 712.Challenges
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A collection, oh so fine
Ne’er could you taste a taste
Fancier than wine
Ne’er will the words compare
To those that will be mine
And ne’er should you sit atop
The seedlings of the pine
But on this day
You can, I say
For if you may
And dare to stay
There’ll be a way
And we shall play
While in the herds
Of those trifle words
That might be introductions.
© Tyr Hawkaluk (2004-Present)