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Sparring Match


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She stands upon the sparring floor
Yogini tall and strong,
This nimble celt with a strong polearm
And reflex very quick.

She faces down her sparring partner
A teen who’s slightly smaller
He’s dressed in black and confident
Impatient to get started.

They swing and thrust, and taunt each other
The strikes are falling quick,
It lasts a while, within the ring
But no one scores a hit.

When finally done, with dripping sweat
It ends in stalemate,
They smile to know that each has won
They bow and go their ways.

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