Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

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Ready, Set, Go and Heave Became Heard

Young hands gripped the red raw rope,
For a fight to the ultimate death,
Each team to march, to a tantric tune,
Stabbing a stomp of feet with each breathe.

Ready, set, go! and the “Heave!” was heard,
The rope: a tightrope on which one could walk.
All attention and teamwork was focused too,
To fly the black flag over chalk.

Team A had the anabolic anchor,
Team B, well, they had none.
Team B’s anchor was a simple idea,
An idea that weighed a ton.

One-two-three-pull, one-two-three-pull,
A strategy both primal and tame,
Lead to dragging Team A’s defiant defence,
And winning the war of a game.

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Daniel Turner June 21, 2017 at 8:58 AM I remember when I was a kid, we'd start to have a tug of war and the other side would always let go of the rope and we would wind up on out butts:) It was great to be a kid. Nice write, Lewis:) Lewis Raynes June 21, 2017 at 10:14 PM Thanks Daniel, everything seemed easier and fun. cheers