O’ blade of steel and simple grip of wood
extension of my being and joy of my heart.
Block, parry and thrust and parry again
as the air is cut.
Loud! Echoes the rasp of edge against edge
Contact broken with a simple twitch of the wrist.
Glint of metal as the blade snaps down
saved by guard of filigree.
Lightning Fast! Your sharpened point whips out
Parried out but circling in tight.
Riposte explosion of speed and beauty
My opponent laid out.
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