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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1448383
Seek out our differences, they are what make us great.
Greatest, Hands Down

Grew up in a wholesome, vanilla town,
Where I was taught to be of open mind.
Simple folk donned not tuxedo nor gown;
Nary a challenging notion opined.
Outspoken as usual, I couldn’t see
Why differences were so hard to find.
Requisite travel to set my soul free
Out of America I soared on iron wings
I explored foreign lands where I could be
A roaming nomad sans coiffure or rings.
I chanced on people red, yellow and brown;
Relished our differences, danced with kings.
Came home to my country, greatest hands down,
Wholesome, chocolate-vanilla swirl town.

*Star* This poem was written in the Terza Rima form, which is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme, in this case following the pattern a-b-a, b-c-b, c-d-c, d-a-d, a-a.

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