After the games,

[ChristopherSea]

final version

After the games,
he became symbolic
of their withered glory;
she grew into the epitome
of their lost physique.

Tonight, he slinks to the cellar
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her bedroom
to vault mattresses.

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expanded Ella/Todd/Viktor edit 2

After the games,
she left her small country
to marry him;
he carried her home
draped in medals.

In time,
he took to poor investing
and fine Scotch whisky;
she to raising children
and rich French pastry.

He became symbolic
of their withered glory.
She grew into the epitome
of their lost physique.

Tonight, he slinks to the cellar
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her room
to vault mattresses.


-and- Thank you poets!


Ella/Todd edit 2

After the games,
he became symbolic
of their withered glory;
she grew into the epitome
of their lost physique.

Tonight, he slinks to the cellar
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her room
to vault mattresses.


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expanded edit 1

After the games,
she left her small country
to marry him;
he carried her home
draped in medals.

In time, he took to insurance
and fine Scotch whisky;
she to raising children
and rich French pastry.

He became symbolic
of their withered glory.
She grew into the epitome
of their lost physique.

Tonight, he slinks to the cellar
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her room
to vault mattresses.

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Ella edit 1

After the games,
he became symbolic
of their withered glory;
she grew into the epitome
of their lost physique.

Tonight, he slinks to the cellar
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her bedroom
to vault mattresses.

Ella edit 1 Thank you
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After the games
he became symbolic
of their withered glory.
She was the epitome
of their lost physique.

Watch him slink away
to pommel his horse;
she’ll escape to her room
to vault mattresses.