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The Odyssey Pantoumimed - i

Priam's pride to history's dust consigned Our Gift of Horse had done it's deed With spoils of war, exulting, we unfurled our sail Twelve ships set hopes to land on Ithaca's shore Our gift of horse had done it's deed Great misery was deemed our lot Twelve ships set hopes to land on Ithaca's shore Politics of gods had doomed us from the start Great misery was deemed our lot First was a tryst with the Lotus-Eating men Politics of gods had doomed us from the start Odysseus' grit was what saved us then First was a tryst with the Lotus-Eating men Next came Polyphemus of the Cyclopean eye Odysseus' grit was what saved us then Betrayed and blinded was Poseidon's son Next came Polyphemus of the Cyclopean eye In anguish the giant did his father call Betrayed and blinded was Poseidon's son The furious Sea-God heard his call In anguish the giant did his father call Poseidon swore to avenge his son The furious Sea-God heard his call Nature's fury was wreaked on us Poseidon swore to avenge his son As we made landfall on Aeolus' shore Nature's fury was wreaked on us As again we set sail with Aelous' gifts As we made landfall on Aeolus' shore We let loose the untamed winds As again we set sail with Aelous' gifts With storm unabated into the Laestrygons we ran ---- Continued in Part II

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