I am learning to fence;
the rules make no sense.
The offense, the defense?
What silly nonsense!
What grip? What glide?
I just want to hide!
I giggle in a bout,
at the referee’s snout!
But after a while
I’ve become more agile;
with my foil I prance,
enjoying the dance.
When all is said and done,
I’m having some fun!
April 19
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