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The Devil's Carnival (Villanelle) by Ranger

Flashing lights become a string of pearls Flailing arm a blur in fast descent Crashing down so quick, this crying girl A measured joke designed by grinning churl Laughter follows cracks in porcelain Flashing lights become a string of pearls Merry, aren't you in this teacup twirl? Spinning swifter - see how far you bend! Crashing down so quick, this crying girl A banner of the devil's face unfurls Crossing tents of concentrating men Flashing lights become a string of pearls Sing for us, you fragile little merle Body blackened, blue eyes look so zen Crashing down so quick, this crying girl Let us paint your face with streaks and swirls Tomorrow you must visit us again! Flashing lights become a string of pearls Crashing down so quick, this crying girl

Dovina 13-Mar-06/8:19 AM
Well done with a difficult form. It's not entirely fair to point out story glitches in a vil, but indulge me. The girl begins crying, destraught. Then, in verse 3, she is merry. From there on, it flows well.




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