Each Recusrive Reader
On a moonful night, strangely bright
your new line will go here:
Try as you might, can't get it right
your new line will go here.
On a sun-struck day, burnt and light
the meter trips, and trips.
Give up the fight, this self-imposed plight
the meter trips, and trips.
On a third stanza, worn and trite
The penultimate line won't go here
It won't take flight, and so there's blight
The penultimate line...damn it, dear!
| Contributors: | anon, Hagfish, Kevin Andrew Murphy, mcb, Dael, Paddy Raghunathan, Kansas Sam, d. |
| Poem finished: | 27th June 2003. |