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Shelter

by on May 9, 2016

In Flander’s fields, the Igor lay,

She’d had a very trying day.

Her boss had tried to steal her brain,

But in the midst of storm and rain,

She had got quite clean away.

 

The farmer, Flander, asked no pay;

He said to her that she could stay,

She lied, and said her name was Jane,

In Flander’s fields.

 

She stayed until the first of May,

She hoped the doc had gone away.

And Flander, who still called her Jane,

Had never asked her to explain,

Why she had been, that rainy day,

In Flander’s fields.

The yeah write poetry slam this month involves writing a rondeau. I decided to make this one as a follow up to my bop.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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7 Comments
  1. Yay for rondeaus! Nicely done. hehe 😀

    • Thanks! It’s certainly a tricky form, but following the structure of the original Flanders’ fields poem did help. 🙂

  2. I love how you extended the Igor story. Will a romance brew between her and the farmer?

    • It might, though I may wait till the next poetry slam to figure out whether it will or not.

  3. I’m thankful Jane didn’t get her brain stolen. I’m also thankful you stayed away from anything Simpsonsian. With a neighbor named Flander, I really was expecting a Hi-diddly-ho, neighborino!

    • Well, I’ve only seen one episode of the Simpsons (the one where Homer joins the secret stone-cutter society) and the Simpsons movie, so I didn’t think I knew enough to parody it convincingly.

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