Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 152 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Killer-Diller - Poem by Aram Stefanian

When a thunderbolt struck her beemer, Meg freaked out.
The brakes screeched as she tried frantically to stop the car.
It bumped against something, and Meg heard a piercing shout.
She got out and faced a winged entity looking so bizarre.
With a human face, black hair and wings he seemed grody.
The stranger lay on the road with his wings spread out
While silver forked sparks ran through his muscular body.
''I don't think I hit him, '' thought Meg, not without a doubt.
What happened next Meg was short of time to conceive.
The guy stood up, clutched her to his chest, and they flew up.
He said, ''My world is a real killer-diller, don't you grieve.
You're my waker, and in heaven we'll come out on top.''

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011

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