A Steeplechase Ll Poem by Morgan Michaels

Not like what you thought.
Not Elysian? Forget it.
Somehow, I know that's my goal.
Me, too. But being faster, stronger....
Me, too. But being smarter...
Me, too. But having a beautiful singing voice...
WHAT? Get out of here!
Me, too. My father was a general...
That's against the rules!
We'll see.
Yes, we'll see.
Here it is. Ready? May the best man win!
How confusing. It's huge. Like f-kin' Oz!
Altogether, now, summon your will. Attack...I mean...swarm!
We have met the enemy...
Alot like dragon-bashing, this, only more bloody fun.
Only not as dangerous.
You think?
Yuck. I'm going home.
Forget it. You can't, ever.
Win or die!
That's the spirit.