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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2272055

an yttrbium (seventy syllable) poem for my birthday.

Seventy

It's my birthday, I am seventy.
Men with dementia (where I work)
don't grab my breasts or butt.
They trouble the younger nurses.
They didn't grab at fifty-five.
I am throwing a party
for this round, soft, large body.
King Willem-Alexander is invited
for chicken sate with a sauce.



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Author's Note: an yttrbium (70 syllable) poem. Yttrbium is the 70th periodic element. I believe I have invented this form.
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