Sara (poem, anecdote)

A powerful viking,
bodacious burlesque!
Much to my liking…
I will attest.

Beowulf’s dropped jaw,
Shield Sheafson’s toppled might.
They’d stare in awe,
at her voluptuous sight.

She’s serenading Sara,
to say the least.
With hidden turkey,
let’s have a feast!

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