A Lament

Using Delores' Wednesday's words:
Servitude, plodding, cast iron, frequent, fanny, desperation

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Our chief of Under-the-Porch-Light fame,

Forever blessed be your name,

Our servitude we pledge to you.

As we pen prose all fresh and new.

With cast iron will we set to work,

And struggle not to go berserk

Upon our fannies do we sit,

And strain to make the verses fit.

Your pithy words do us inspire,

And all our faculties require,

To try to make our plodding way,

And skill'fly use your words today.

With frequent dabbings of our brow

We play with ‘twist’ and ‘pot’, and ‘plow’.

Occasionally, your evil bent,

Leaves us unsure where our brains went.

We grumble but we persevere,

The challenge sent each week, all year,

And so, your words, you see, appear

Penned in desperation here.

Whew! Six more days till I again

Must take a cudgel to my brain!