08 January 2011

This is a poem made in response to this contest.


I AM A NATURAL WONDER

I am a natural wonder.
I pay out 2 production, 3 commerce,
and I am impassable.
They think I am mysterious,
but my ways are set like clockwork.
When a small band of scouts draws near,
staggering o'er the hills,
fearing the next barbarian ambush,
and finds me: O the joy.

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