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Promptly Poetry #1093021 added July 8, 2025 at 7:08am Restrictions: None
Quandary
Foolish pride entangles me
In webs of insanity
I sit back doing nothing
While fearful and fretting
Why am I caught up like glue
In things I should never do?
Good grief, what a quandary!
Lines: 7. Words: 35. 7 syllables each line, with AABBCCA rhyme scheme.
Prompt: In celebration of the 7th day of the 7th month,
write a poem with 7 lines and 7 syllables per line!You choose the topic.
Inspired by Romans 7:15-20 
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