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sans meter

- _" You have no real sense of meter, your rhyming is non-existent and you spell like a brat, following no rules"_ Rules? i didnt know i had to follow any rules, 'cept the ones in my head that represent limitation _"Well, you need to read up on some of the more classic "recognized" poets— Learn the Proper Etiquette !"_ Dood, i have read more than a few lines of that finer moem-age poem-age, and if you want to write about why roses are red on fine sheets of poet paper with a fountain pen in the fashion of Kipling— Cool; i will more likely write about how well Violet _blew_ over the top of a half empty jug of bourbon with a ball point pen that skips more or less in the style of Bukowski— and then someone can say that we had both written poems about Colorful Flowers... © 2020 .
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seranaea
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Oct 26, 2020
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41·153
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4_bHiOpfeU

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#humor#style#oscar#felix
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