A dash on a gravestone,
expresses how you’ve grown
A sister rendered into dates,
because death wouldn’t wait.
It left only her bones.
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Okay I missed the imperfect mark but I got the enjambment and the limerick rhyme scheme. Two out of three ain’t bad. I’ll take it. On second thought…
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~ Trial 2 ~
A fuzzy object,
causes me to exclaim, “it’s perfect!”
Until I pick up my glasses…
then the truth bashes.
Is that thing an insect?
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