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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Teacher (10/26/06)

TITLE: Shakespeare plus five
By dub W
10/26/06


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Oh, pulpy mountain lies in the plane so high
And guarded slate set against pallid cliffs
From there the memoryís love cannot sigh
Although in her each part will be dismissed
But her name shall be immortal tongue not die
Though she, once gone, to all the roots must
The dust can give her but a common grave lie
Then she attached to young minds to trust
Her mountain shall be her inheritance
For those yet conceived to be found
And to all her name shall be recompense
When the bricks of construction fallen bound
She shall live, her virtue knows no sin
In pulpy mountain and verse of men.


A Shakespearean sonnet contains but fourteen
Verses of much and carefully selected poetry
But, the word count only one hundred ten seen
So, this short ditty added for one hundred fifty.
Now, nine more words to go, more to rush.
Thatís all we made it, a hundred and fifty plus.


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Dawn Dale11/05/06
you make me chuckle, my friend! Actually, you're just very sly (with the word count thing). Pulpy mountains? What, pray tell, dost thee speak-eth of?
Donna Haug11/07/06
huh? I laughed because I didn't know what you were talking about - then I laughed at the ending. LOL Appropriate title!
Monique Fox11/13/06
Please post more of your poems at Poetry and Poets of God: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poetryandpoetsofgod/