Caveat: Poem #3221 “Ninetieth stanza”

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Kiamon knew she was racing the clock -
seemed like the best spot was down at the dock
There at the lakefront she waited with fear.
Strange things were happening - had been, all year.

– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.


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