right to fight
how are you scared of flight —
and still have no sight?
you bite with no might.
are your tights treating you better than a knife?
now you’re stitched up tight —
no knight, no light,
just pity dressed as plight.
you’re just so blight,
and no, i didn’t mean bright.
watch your sight —
i might just ride you like a kite.
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Author:
Yael Olalde-Garcia (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this is me, rhyming a good write. i just let the rhythm bite.
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Comments2
This poem a polite invite to write what I might. Quite a sight and delight I might site, without a fight it was quite bright. Loved it
Excellent write
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