A ditty for Mr. Dodgson

If Lord Voldemort desired, as well he might,
To catch a little circle, and increase its plight,

There’s a vanishingly low probability
Owing to his questionable humanity,

That he’d unleash the Cruciatus curse
And twist it into Fortunatus’ purse,
Then capture the universe in it…

🙂

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In a Contrarian Wind

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I scourged the past for lessons learned,
Forged a canon for tomorrow
An austere philosophy to be
My beacon in the snow.

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There was order within the hallowed rim,
Without, scalding friction!
Knowledge I gained aplenty,
But little reconciliation.

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For my inspiration was not another’s;
His truth wasn’t mine,
No detour to empathy, except
To soften my sacred line.

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To labor for an asymptotic peace,
Where neither person sinned
As, one by one, the ramparts shatter
In a contrarian wind.