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[Opinions] Re: Jerrica for a girl. Thoughts?
The tale I spin with gold magniloquence
Of parallel stories in poetic synthesis
Unveils it’s lesson to all its witnesses

Torn from the mass of blankets, the warm chrysalis
Your body aching with groggy dissidence
Wondering of this action’s impetus
Step-step-creeeaak
Into the biting air and the realm of Silvanus
The stupid forest god and nature’s viciousness
And the trees with paused photosynthesis
Step-step-CRACK!
Cursing the lake and your lack of vigilance
And your stinging ankles and nature’s fickleness
And the ice and mudbugs, beings limiculous
Slosh-slosh-brrrrrrrrrrrr!
Must you take a walk so periculous
Through a forest so cold and deciduous
Now your stomach feels wormy, vermiculous
Step-step-sigh
Sludging, lugging your clunky instruments
Your arms grow heavy and somniculous
And your outlook gloomy and caliginous
step-step-ahhhhhh…
Now for your first day in all its vividness
At the high school of St. Nicholas
In its location so ridiculous
step-step-BEEP
You try to block the raging diffidence
with the stoic intensity of Epictetus
As the door unlocks with a cliquetis
Step-step-shweep
A hallway of faces shimmering with viridis
and empty of memories; so you begin to reminisce,
Moving through these new energies, of a school unlike this
Step-step-WOAH
You slip, now cursing your lack of diligence
And the staring eyes and these times of sufferance
But of your future you lack sibilance
Step-step-hmm
You are blinded by your doubts solicitous
You know leaves burst from buds, in trees deciduous
As air grows warm, now make the inference
Step-step-tick
What of the warmth caused by events contiguous
Where a friendly face amongst the group indigenous
Leaves its glowing impression amongst its witnesses
step-step-step
Seasons change in the forest, you Dumniculus
If you bring the heat of your personality, you know, solis?
After lonely crowds or slogs through elements
step-step-step
Cold air and piercing stares turn to what you miss
The blooming forests, and friendships, see their equivalence?
But one winter could be eternal, with a spring you make or miss
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