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The bakers wife (Free verse) by Caducus
Raked across his back God's representative and steel sent conquistadors of blood to a floor of spent confessions. Upon the pyre - a heretic, Seville chanted his name his scream had no accent a name lay charred to a post. As he fell skyward the inquistion walked downward where a bakers wife spat in their faces unyielding, they dragged her to a post where an orange gown dressed her for her baker, not once did she scream.

Down the ladder: Sim Saladin

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Arithmetic Mean: 8.5
Weighted score: 5.1659904
Overall Rank: 5072
Posted: December 14, 2007 1:28 AM PST; Last modified: December 14, 2007 1:28 AM PST
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[n/a] Caducus @ 80.229.129.138 | 14-Dec-07/1:29 AM | Reply
A draft at the mo, any ideas?

Kind of inspired by gods wifes poem bread and oranges plus a brutal scene from the tudors.
[9] deleted user @ 63.127.193.79 | 18-Dec-07/5:43 AM | Reply
I have always been impressed by your metaphors and there are some good ones in this piece.
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