Poetry Means Never Having To Wink
Puerile and dull is the Limerick form
Haiku, if anything, worse
And yet, oft times, these two are the norm
But da-Da da-Da as meter and ABAB as rhyme are much more frequent verse
Many a time a change has been tried
But it's hopeless, we all know
Because the changes often go unspied
Then we jump up and down several times and a fit we have to throw
A pattern can be made from apparent mistakes
Except
When the errors that one makes
Crept
A pattern can be made from apparent faux pas
Unless you're in the presence of your mother-in-law
You can foxtrot with a two-step son, ra ra,
Only if he's dressed like George Bernard Shaw
Contributors: | Big Andy, loaf, F, Roland, Apsley, N, Anon.. |
Poem finished: | 1st December 2003 by Anon.. |