Poem 123 - A Sword Fight

Me and Jack were having a dual fight with swords

We were standing inside a platform, fenced with boards

The fight began, swords clashed, we held tight

Suddenly both fell back, but we continued the fight

His sword was pointed, towards my throat

But I managed to kick it, but it ripped my coat

Jack's muscles bulged, his tattoo was now seen

And I can tell you, the way he made his face it looked very mean

In a minute our Identical swords were again fighting

I had to quickly block because he gave a sudden swing

Outside the fence, I heard my dog give a volley of barks

But that could not stop us, again there were many flying sparks

Finally exhausted, we decided there was no winner

But I am sure both of us kept thinking that the other guy was the loser

I picked my dog, and went with my half torn coat

Though the fight was over, through my mind the incident did float.

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://www.threewordwednesday.com/

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