Tenterhooks
I never encountered before,
Though I surely did read about
Them, in some old book at the store,
A tale of suspense
Something mysterious regarding love,
Should the protagonist make a move?
Or would he need a little shove.
That is the realm of uncertainty
Where doth the protagonist lean?
After all, he represents each one of us
Unencountered, or never unseen,
Which, in of itself is confusing
The negative posing as known,
With the tenterhooks grabbing some flesh
Dear protag discovers he is overthrown.
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