Monday, April 16, 2012

Year of writing 106. 16/30

4/16/12


16/30

Sandbox Isla Villanelle

Shoes off, hair wild in the sand
She sinks her toes down to the cool
makes granules bend to her demand

Castles sprout across her land
She smashes those who doubt her rule
Shoes off, hair wild in the sand

A three layer cake, watch it stand!
A broken branch her only tool
Makes granules bend to her demand

A battle waged, evil rats have her outmanned
The leader spies her, eyes glow cruel
Shoes off, hair wild in the sand

The rodent onslaught she withstands
Just one left, she calls a duel
Makes granules bend to her demand

A tiger trap, a hole! She had it planned
She shakes her head at the ratty fool
Shoes off, hair wild in the sand
Makes granules bend to her demand

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