"Hi ho, Silver!" are the magic words to begin,
keyboard horses charge, intent on the win.
Literary knights do battle, on an electronic field,
lethal words they hurl, no compassion they wield
like daggers lashed above their typed-out blade,
their sole purpose, convincing, will never fade
Aboard their invisible steed they close ground fast,
never knowing when their next word will be the last
So they enjoin this surreal, serious clash of ideals,
trying desperately to win, and to not know how it feels
to be bested on this sixteen-bit battle zone,
and feel the other knight's words cut to the bone
Submitted: March 24, 2018
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Very well penned, Mike.
Sat, March 24th, 2018 6:01pm
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Thank you, J. B!
Sat, March 24th, 2018 11:31am
I liked this, especially the idea of the keyboard horses. The charge of the keyboard brigade.
Sat, March 24th, 2018 11:29pm
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Thanks, Bert! Maybe we can talk Errol Flynn into coming out of permanent retirement?
Sat, March 24th, 2018 4:31pmFacebook Comments
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hullabaloo22
Isn't that the truth, Mike! Those words can be just as sharp and lethal as any sword.
Sat, March 24th, 2018 4:47pmAuthor
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Thanks, Hull, and they sure can!
Sat, March 24th, 2018 9:50am