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Saint Ram [276] Jayne#8

Restrictions:
You may only use the vowels A, E, & I.
You may not use the letters L or D.
Your poem must be at least six lines long.
Each line must have at least 3 words.
Your poem must make sense.

Saint Ram

         never regret, never repent

Pikes prick his fingers,
his wrist, his heart,
rest where thighs meet,
wetting satin britches
tinging what he screams
with aching anger:
never regret, never repent,
remember the pain.
Man the ramparts!
I ain't Saint Ram.1
We fight this satanic king.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.276.J8] (9.noviembre.2021)

11 lines
In response to "Sacrificial Lamb" 

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Footnotes
1  If it weren't for restrictions this would read
I Am Ram.
I'm not your sacrificial lamb.