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Transneptune

beyond the Kuiper Belt, over the sea

Bredlik

The bredlik is a wonderful poetic form, with a formal structure much like that of a double dactyl.

Here are some.

My name is cat
And when I see
The humans haf
Abandon me
To go and snor
In slepinge place

I clime up ther
I lik ther face.
—Kit La Touche

My name is bred
And wen I rise
I push my crust
Up to the skyes
I sit on shelf
And wait to see
Could I be toste?

Then cow liks me.
—Kit La Touche

My nam is lady
of shalot
And wen i leve
for camerlot
my weveng brake!
my miror crak!

i flote down river
on my bak

—by Scriblit on Twitter

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