Rhyme 1



 

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Don’t make me use rhyme,

I’m bound to commit a crime:

I do it every time.

 

Don’t make me write doggerel,

Proud as a cockerel:

I’m so much in peril,

Like Beryl (lol).

 

I want to write a poem

But if words rhyme with this I don’t know ‘em.

There’s nothing else I can show ‘em.

 

Free blank verse for me,

Up my poet tree:

That is, mainly, all I see.

 

Paul Butters

 

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