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Her hatred burned bright,
wronged Scottish lass of Darkwood.
By Autumn, they'd fall...
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write a 5-7-5 poem in 575 format about autumn ~ the word "autumn" must be one of the words in the poem ~ please see inside announcement for further details.... |
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Ode To Autumn Contest Winner
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Author Notes
Okay, people, her name is Autumn, and no, she is not a season, she's the Scottish princess of Darkwood. However, she is going to make heads roll and bodies fall like dead leaves for wronging her and her people. The contest does not state that our 5/7/5 has to be about the fall season. It simply asks for an ode to Autumn, and this is mine...
Do not mess with an enraged, red-haired Scottish lass. It won't bode well for you...
Thanks so much as always for reading.
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