Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Hold fast to your roots, my florid comrades,
we hold the high ground, have them surrounded,
our stealth is rewarded, they frolic unaware,
surprise will hold them, in their folly floundered.
Our attack cannot fail, these bunnies are lost,
they’ve munched their last picnic, will gambol no more,
but remember our goal is more than to win,
to free the captives is the aim of our corps.
Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 05.01.23
Prompt: As per illustration.
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