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This Year

This Year Last year had tentacles and poison Twenty Thousand Fourteen was the monsters name Ebola, wars, and lips that were moistened Kissed us and tried to remain Twenty Thousand Fifteen smiled, came in just the same This year crawled on desperation from the mire To cut the tentacles and refuse the poisons that it posed 2015 came in with a bang to admire 2014 simply stank and that book is closed What this year will bring us, God knows Created on 1/08/15 for “This Year in English Quintain” – Poetry Contest

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Jan Allison

Date: 1/8/2015 12:24:00 PM

I couldn't wait to see the back of 2014 - the worst year of my life - lets hope 2015 is better and brighter for us all my friend - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Earl Schumacker
Date: 1/8/2015 12:40:00 PM

Hi Jan, Thank you for wishing us well. We could use a good year. 2014 was one of my worst years also. I'm sure there are better ones out there. Take care. Earl

Sandra Haight

Date: 1/8/2015 10:16:00 AM

Hi Earl, a lot said here for sure, and much to think about. We can always define what we had, and the future is unknown, but always the vessel of hope. GL in the contest! Sandra

Earl Schumacker
Date: 1/8/2015 10:21:00 AM

Hi Sandra. Thank you so much. I just now wrote a 2nd. stanza. (I went back to read the rules. I can have more than one quintain.) I'm glad you found merit in my creation. Have a pleasant day. Thanks again. Earl