Cubic Ziconia
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She took the bow Into her Hand and when the master gave the signal all who were to play began playing, at her command they used there Knowledge of music and sound to be perfect to what they had rehersted. A devilish grin came across her face. Only if we were funded. I would put a "cool me into position" type of type of brand to make this type of sound most used. She grew up listening to grooves tunes from all over the world. She accidently stumbled on the Latva style of soothing, unmarried she became pregnant and moved to South America. The story is that she became pregnant by her fiancees' father. When an opportunity to be one of the research conducters , a composition scale composer, she hired a private jet and moved. There she learned to Macua noodles. Buckwheat and yucca root noodle cooked with lemons cream and fish. She wrote"More towards Us" after being offended by the acidy and musky taste of the gamey south ameri an fish. She put rock and soothe sounds together, to curse out her brother's wife who said she was admittly a loose woman. The composer "Said you so" blackballed her from performing in concert halls, she found her niche' in judo areanas were she would outsell, topten superstars. "Ain't nothing Sacred" was written when a pan fluted asked her for a date. It's said she was angered that no cameras were there to hear, what she called a "stuck--up kalppa" . She dated him much to the delight of her orchastra, who often said she was bitchy. more »
Submitted by allanterry542curtis_2 on October 30, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCDEFFBGGHIJKILM |
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Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 253 |
Words | 58 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
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"Cubic Ziconia" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 27 Apr. 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/113087/cubic-ziconia>.
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