Postal Seduction

They all left with the violent spun

Hermes helped them carry the flambeau

Pass this on to the next generation

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All invites and chairs removed, no fun

Nothing to see for the spectators of this show

They all left with the violent spun

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I look out the window and see who won

Red ribbons dance in slow motion around the château

Pass this on to the next generation

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The bells announce ingloriously, men shun

They need to take care of their portmanteaux

They all left with the violent spun

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They don’t deserve veneration

They always have something in tow

Pass this on to the next generation

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Everything packed in boxes and sent for reparation

No need to affix stamps or wear a chapeau

They all left with the violent spun

Pass this on to the next generation

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Author's Note: I tried to publish my villanelles, this one and the following two, also in French because I like the way they sound more in that language. Apparently, the Vocal submission system rejects "other language" than English, even though my poems are bilingual. Once again, Vocal, you are missing something rare. Your loss.

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