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Bizarre

Craving to own a doe Alone, begot he as his tool a mid-day brawl With his foe, And butted his Foe bereft arms and had a fall And this Did draw Loin down - a small Flow. Craving to own a doe… Foe bereft arms and had a fall… Flow. *A 3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Sept. 30, 2020) Sept. 1, 2020 Let’s Minichu on Bizarre Poetry Contest Sponsor: Mohan Chutani

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 9/30/2020 5:52:00 AM

I can visualize rutting bucks :) Congratulations on the win Newton! Linda

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 9/30/2020 8:57:00 AM

Thank you so much, Linda, for this lovely comment!!

Mohan Chutani

Date: 9/30/2020 3:51:00 AM

Newton thanx for participating. fine placement in my contest. Congrats. Mohan.

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 9/30/2020 3:56:00 AM

Thank you so much, Mohan, for the placement in your contest and the great comment!!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/6/2020 12:35:00 PM

Yes, bizzaro indeed, Newton. Well done. I gotta think of one like this. It's not an easy form to do, is it!!

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 9/6/2020 3:13:00 PM

Thank you so much, Andrea!! Sure, agreed! This form wants us to spend some time on it.