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Her bloody diamonds (Villanelle) by Bachus
I loved her bloody diamonds.
An impure virago with no windsock.
But she will never leave that Island.
The way her stones are fashioned.
Confabulations became clear rock.
I loved her bloody diamonds.
When they shined I was enlivened.
For her I crowed a healthy cock.
But she will never leave that Island.
Her eyes are an oriental almond.
See how the natives flock.
All love her bloody diamonds.
I tried to tell her as a friend.
That she chose instead to mock.
She will never leave that Island.
One day soon, she will be wisened.
To the ticking of the clock.
I loved her bloody diamonds,
But she will never leave that Island.
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.125
Weighted score: 6.8716936
Overall Rank: 277
Posted: February 25, 2003 11:32 PM PST; Last modified: June 19, 2003 2:04 PM PDT
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