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I see them – MLK – and think of milk.
Smooth chocolate, that is, and tongue that’s silk.
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© Dennis Allen Lange, 2020.
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I see them – MLK – and think of milk.
Smooth chocolate, that is, and tongue that’s silk.
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© Dennis Allen Lange, 2020.
Posted in My Poems, Sonnets, tagged bard on the hill, Dennis Allen Lange, eloquent, English bulldog, expertise, Germany, Hitler, II, lionize, Nobel Prize for literature, poems, poetry, Sonnet 67, stirring speeches, Winston Churchill, World War 2 on August 19, 2017| Leave a Comment »
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The bulldog stood upon the English shore
And growled across the channel at the scourge
That swept through Europe, knocked on England’s door.
He knew they wouldn’t lose, though on the verge.
His bark was sweetest Britain ever heard;
His bite in war, for Hitler, was severe.
And by his speeches, Englishmen were stirred;
His expertise would vict’ry engineer.
Great eloquence was in the books he wrote,
Revealing insight by the records kept.
The kindest critic, never one to gloat,
A gentle wind that shaped all that it swept.
There never was a nobler Nobel Prize
Than his; and he, the world should lionize.
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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2017.