Tautogram Challenge:
“B”
Before babies bled,
Brawn balanced beauty.
Birds’ bands brightly blew,
Bears bravely barreled by,
Beaucerons barked boldly,
Barracudas boosted by blue,
Bedbugs beware beds,
Bats blinked blindly,
Badgers belonged beyond blood,
Baboons belted, beaten bare.
Babies began by babbling,
But began being bruised,
Before beauty beknown,
Bravery bled beyond belief,
Blood born before bone,
Babies bawl before bleeding,
Beaten black, blue, bruised.
Because beauty befalls before broken bones.
Brawn blindingly beat beauty,
Before babies bled.
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Katherine Bodger
I’ve always loved to write. Whether or not I’m any good, well, that’s for others to decide.
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