Tetrameter
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INTRODUCTION
Gather round and listen here,
To my tale of pain and fear,
Father good, stepmother sordid,
Children with a fate quite horrid,
A saucer hovers over the field.
A cry: “Uuuuup”, lingers in the air
like the smell of a recent rain.
Two men, their desire unconcealed,
streak down-field, celestial comets paired,
I ride a horse through dreary woods
With crimson marble eyes.
Swamp serpents circle chestnut trees
Whilst I lash blackened thighs.
We cross betwixt the mist and sea
And piercing rays of dawn,
