209: Duelling Poets

You flatter me sir
they are words, nothing more
I play I have fun
perhaps look for a pun.

Tis a pleasure to be
with those who are free
to explore the elegance and grace
of words put in place
with care and with thought
the way they truly ought.

En garde! We will dance 

with the words of romance
Present arms, then lunge
I parry, you plunge
without threat, demonstrate skill
sharpening minds, a test of will.

Lady Satellite