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I met Anna Benton playing Knowledgebowl at EHS my freshman year. She's devilishly smart, incredibly strong, a kick to be around, both literally and figuratively, and very, very short. Normally, she doesn't write poetry, she says, but for this particular case, she made an exception, and my best guess is that this poem is dedicated to the parties involved therein, with the exception of the horse.
Right.