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A Monorhyme poem (week 24) about the perils of holiday shopping. |
| A Monorhyme poem written for Week 24 of Poetic Explorations. The stares of patrons preoccupied with sales galore at Yuletide. The crowds push forth undignified, and grab at wares unjustified. Yet one there knows she must decide if selling her soul is worth the ride. A feeling quite dissatisfied at knowing how she's gratified her own self-gain; yet fears aside she feels she must be bonafide to save her from sale genocide. Author's Notes: A Monorhyme is a poem in which all the lines have the same end rhyme. |