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Impropriety? A Terzanelle
by Sandra Martyres
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Sporting the dark cloak of anxiety,
She ambled across the room in disgust,
They'd spoken of her impropriety.

She faced them all with a look of distrust,
While she accused them of telling lies,
She ambled across the room in disgust.

They soon scattered about like disturbed flies,
The young lady sat at the edge of her chair,
While she accused them of telling lies.

There was really nothing left to repair,
They had destroyed all her self confidence,
The young lady sat at the edge of her chair.

The accusations changed the ambience,
The room was charged with anger and tension,
They had destroyed all her self confidence.

The whole scene took on a new dimension,
Sporting the dark cloak of anxiety,
The room was charged with anger and tension,
They'd spoken of her impropriety.
 

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September 27, 2012
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