“The Gladiator”


Epitome of male stupidity

when warriors wage they have control as thus:

He stands, alone,  amidst bloodthirsty Roman crowd.

Our hero waits to see what will emerge.

His metal mail, his honed and sharpened sword

no defense for his host behind the door.

A buzzing crowd of bees he best explore

than meet this group of ladies he’ll implore;

his harried HAREM full of female views.

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One Comment on ““The Gladiator””

  1. Suzanne
    March 8, 2015 at 3:44 pm #

    Great rhythm in this one, Jacqueline! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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