NaPoWriMo Day 22

 Hello!

With today being the 22nd day of April in 2022, the prompt for today's poem is all about repetition.   It seemed simple, but I was having trouble thinking of an idea.  It was thinking about my usual social gathering on Friday with friends to play Magic where I got an idea.  So enjoy another Magic the Gathering poem!  (I'm such a geek, or nerd.  Probably both.)

The Elves Come Out To Play

The elves feel the call of the forest
The forest gives them energy
The forest gives them life

Tap

Only the smallest of elves at first
The forest still small and weak

Tap Tap

In time the forests grow in number
And more elves are able to answer the call

Tap Tap Tap

Before long an army of elves has gathered
They support each other
Lend strength to each other
And to the forest itself

Tap Tap Tap Tap

But they are not alone
Monsters lurk in the dark
Other armies amass
Waiting to wipe out the elves from existence

Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap

Attack!
The elves will not go down quietly!
They will fight for their forests
Fight for each other
Fight for survival

As the dust settles some elves are lost
But many still remain

Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap

More elves join the fight
Forever called by the forest
Forever to return and fight again
The elves have come out to play.

Thanks for reading!

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