G.K. stands tall with a gold medallion
about his neck,
(I with only a silver am a complete
emotional wreck)
To be in second place is just as
bad as sin,
It seems G.K.’s Lepanto has beaten me
once again.
She loves you more than I and has
ranked me justly so,
Afterall, your tale is of a great sea battle
fought very long ago,
The Christians and the Byzantines met under
clouds of grey,
For a battle of its kind it was the
biggest of its day.
And you told it so eloquently, such
a noble work,
Of Don John of Austria who fired
upon the Turk,
So I’ll step down, my argument
has bayed –
Our impressions on this girl both of
us have made.
I had the couch, ha! ha!
Slept by her side, hurrah!
Domino Gloria,
That for a first place poem I’d never trade.
2.2003
about his neck,
(I with only a silver am a complete
emotional wreck)
To be in second place is just as
bad as sin,
It seems G.K.’s Lepanto has beaten me
once again.
She loves you more than I and has
ranked me justly so,
Afterall, your tale is of a great sea battle
fought very long ago,
The Christians and the Byzantines met under
clouds of grey,
For a battle of its kind it was the
biggest of its day.
And you told it so eloquently, such
a noble work,
Of Don John of Austria who fired
upon the Turk,
So I’ll step down, my argument
has bayed –
Our impressions on this girl both of
us have made.
I had the couch, ha! ha!
Slept by her side, hurrah!
Domino Gloria,
That for a first place poem I’d never trade.
2.2003
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