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He believed all fair
In fight
Or wrangle,
Even if it left his life
A constant
Tangle.
For the mere thought of loss
Any would
Dangle,
Had him target max
Potential
To mangle.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Wrangle in 33 words
Fun one!
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Thank you! 🙂
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🙂
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Great rhyming with so many limitations!
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Thank you!
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There it is, in rhyme. This guy who needs to win at all cost, he seems familiar.
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Ah, yeah, I wonder what makes him seem so familiar … hmm … (oy!)
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You wrangled those rhymes without a tangle and even less mangling!! Hats off!
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Ha! Thank you! Love the comment! 🙂
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A pleasure to read, Na’ama! 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂 Most kind!
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Na’ama Y’karah,
A rhyme for the time. Well penned.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you my friend! A rhyme I did intend! 🙂
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I wonder who inspired you!
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Ha! The mysteries of life. … 😉
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I love your “angle” on this 🙂
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Ha! LOL! yep, it’s an angle on a tangle, alright. … 😉
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🙂
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😀
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Very good, Na’ama.
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Thank you, Bill!
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