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National Spelling Bee MAG
While down my back a bead of sweat does drip,
And eyes go flitting to soft carpet floor,
My tongue does quake at thought of verbal slip
As parent-made applause begins to roar.
Letters, sharp as tacks, cease their dark allure,
Potent smells waft off spellers made to fear,
And as the slip of lip ’rounds sounds obscure,
Do I detect the faintest hint of tears?
But as now I stand with arms so entwined,
Trepidation a moment not supplied,
I find within myself a faith unmined,
And to my frightened nerves I merely chide
The glance of the judge stills the growing din;
I draw my final breath as I begin.
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True. It made it a little bit hard to read. It still is cool, though. I mean, it takes a lot of practice to write any kind of poem well. Especially one with funny rules, like a sonnet.
By the way, is this an english sonnet? The rhyme patterns are different than what I learned.
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