Pavonine says this friend of mine
And thinks she’ll trip me
Defeat me
Mute my words and numb my hand
Ha! Little does she know me.
No country mouse me
No shrinking violet
No parson’s daughter
No penitent whore
No better behaved
Not knowing better than I ought-ta
(Not sure of that line
Neither sure of that friend of mine)
Pavonine
Calling all you Beau Brummels
Who deck your lordships up to the gunnels
Pavonines, bow to this friend of mine
81 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Pavonine
Fantastic poem Crispina. I’ve learned a new word today.
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I confess, I had to look it up 🙂
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Me too.
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🙂
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So THERE! 😉 Lovely!
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Thank you, Na’ama 🙂
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Well done, a difficult prompt this week but you nailed it.
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Thank you. I enjoy a challenge, especially one involving words
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I really like this, your bracketed ‘thought’ is brilliant! A perfect way in which to use this rather odd word.
My 81 words!
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Thank you. Have to bring in the humour… and honesty
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Well done, Crispina.
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Thank you, Bill
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