A marginal runner
at best, with spindly
legs, the northerner
was not nimble.  Panicked,
he headed toward a silver
light upstream.  Smitten
with a saucy, southern 
beauty he was startled
to find a hulking
husband chasing him
on the right side of
the river.  This monster 
would certainly skewer
him, if he were caught.
Fleeing on unfleet
feet, he scrambled
to the inn before
he was done in.

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