Cougar Et Tu Courage! Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Poem

I’d never met/
a Cougarette./
I’d had too much fear/
after watching them cheer./

Could her energetic and my blues dance/
lead to some sort of romance?/
She’d danced for the Cougs to win/
and now she lives in Santaquin!

I’d never met/
this Cougarette./
but the evening/
isn’t over yet./
(It looks like she’s leaving.)

There is no doubt:/
She’ll rise. I’ll shout.

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