Challenge
Write a poem with the beginning line....I sat down by the river Styx.
The Patience Of The Dead
I sat down by the river Styx
Having spun my last round of tricks
Awaiting by the waters for the light
Carried by the ferryman that most fright
A hull that holds battered souls so strained
Colder than the blood long ago that drained
The ghast waters ripple in deadly placidity
As the boat stops with some calamity
I inspect my pockets for some change
For the final fare after a life so deranged
But Charon only grins like a devilish ghoul
And says "You've to finish some chores, you fool"
"Your time has yet not arrived, O tempered one
But it is certain to come, O immortal one."
So he banished me away to roam again in rage
And wait for the final call brought by age
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