This poem was inspired by the old African folktale of the Children of the Anthill.
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A little bitty baby
Born in an anthill
Pops its head up
Where is her mother?
A little bitty baby
Born into a fantasy
A land of ogres
Where is her savior?
A little bitty baby
Continues to grow up
Kidnapped by ogres
Will she be dinner?
A little bitty baby
Now beautiful
Now an ogre's wife
Will she find herself?
A little bitty baby
Slays the ogres
Escapes to her anthill
Transformation complete.
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The poem fits well with the folktale theme; reminds me of rhyming poems that were passed down through the ages through spoken word. The rhythm of the first three questions aligns well, but the "will she find herself" doesnt fit as much. The final paragraph is very neat, and is a nice change from the repeating format of the first three. I like the imagination in your poetry- different than run of the mill rhyming stuff.
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