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Dungeon Delve

Mounted on his noble steed, No taller than the tallest weed. Prepared and ready for the plunge, Protected from any type of grunge. Staring down a darkened cave, Deep inside him feeling brave. Blood flowing straight to his head, Making it swell and turning it red. He doesn’t know how long he’ll last, He’s sure he’ll make it with his class. In he dives into this hole, Making sure he fulfills his role. Jumping out to catch some air, Sweat pours and dampens his hair. In he dives yet again, Trying to perform like other men. The climax now just in sight, As he spits and spews up white. Tired and done from all the fun, Feeling good and not outdone. Get your mind out of the gutter, I speak of a Halfling whose name is Cutter. Nobile steed a riding dog, riding through the morning fog. Fighting goblins in a cave, trying to prove he is brave. Now read this poem again my friend, And do your best to comprehend. The truth is not what’s in your mind, Just natural thinking of mankind. Nathan Bane Leccese © All Rights Reserved 06/18/09

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Date: 8/4/2009 2:22:00 PM
Like the ending. Nice use of rhyme to convey your thoughts. Good use of alliteration in the title to make it interesting--great way to lure the reader in. Thank you for sharing this one with us and for your kind comments. Have a good day! Karen
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Date: 8/4/2009 10:27:00 AM
Nathan, I think you and Michael Jordan are sitting side by side writing today. Excellent. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/4/2009 8:20:00 AM
Thanks for sponsoring the contest and adding me to your hm's. Love, Joyce
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Date: 8/4/2009 4:32:00 AM
Lovely poem Nathan, it flowed so smoothly. Its great to see your name on the Soup, where it belongs>James
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