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Oct 2012
That rather awkward moment
When you try to find a rhyme
So you bend over backward
Trying to keep time
And it ends up sounding forced
Even slightly trite
Like you literally sat there
All frigging night
And sweated and banged
Your head on a wall
Trying to come up with
Anything at all
That would sound like a rhyme
Because you are a poet
And you've written before
Though no one would know it . . .
There is such a thing
As a poem with no rhyme
It's called free-verse, ******* -  
You should try it sometime.
Dedicated to all those wonderful authors who ****** their poems attempting to find a rhyme for the word "world" that isn't "unfurled" because they used that in the previous verse.
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   aj heatherly and Anon C
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