I look out on the river
and see a drowning gal
flailing like a catfish
wailing like a swine
Worry not, you girl
this is your lucky day
for this poet is here
your savior for today
I’m here to write a poem
for men to come in haste
they’ll strip and dive and swim
and rescue you from fate
Depict shall I your struggle
in metaphors and more
embellished, yes, with rhymes
and imageries galore
while quoting learned men
who made reflections so
evaluating lives
they barely even know
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