A Thrilling Blast

A Thrilling Blast short poem

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I have a box and that’s for a fact-
from which an act is being lead.
With scripts of wild puns that overlap,
it banters back while remaining intact!
Equipped with taunting realizations that retort-
with hiss as they push its symbiotic nature to unfold;
You could hear them spell out exotic with every tap-
just as with every punch line you wish to recant!
It makes you wish if only you could retract
to every moment of surrender you’ve ever had! With it,
all current gains seem like a slap-
as it only speaks of what one had to forfeit.
It seeks the shadow to shed light-
on spots that were once claimed devoid!
Still, it leaves souls so incandescent with its quip
and for that, life is just a maze in a thrilling blast!

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