Mad As a Herr
March dust, worth a King's ransom.
March grass never was handsome.
Mad as a Herr goes by Ma'am.
Enters a lion, exits a lamb.
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For the March in Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Written 03/04/2022
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