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I wonder if I could do well With words spinning round my sight To try and write a villanelle I hear it can be tough as hell Even with all the minds great might I wonder if I could do well Would Dylan ever call this swell? Would he criticize, would we sit and fight To try and write a villanelle Perhaps this is an endeavor I should quell Like the small boy abandons the kite I wonder if I could do well That darkness whence raged against can tell As I grab at lines floating by in the night To try and write a villanelle But I’ll just try and break this shell Perhaps these words can take a bite I wonder if I could do well To try and write a villanelle
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Jul 2, 2011
Jul 2, 2011 at 8:55 PM UTC
I wonder if I could do well
I wonder if I could do well With words spinning round my sight To try and write a villanelle I hear it can be tough as hell Even with all the minds great might I wonder if I could do well Would Dylan ever call this swell? Would he criticize, would we sit and fight To try and write a villanelle Perhaps this is an endeavor I should quell Like the small boy abandons the kite I wonder if I could do well That darkness whence raged against can tell As I grab at lines floating by in the night To try and write a villanelle But I’ll just try and break this shell Perhaps these words can take a bite I wonder if I could do well To try and write a villanelle
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mike-barta
Jul 2, 2011
Jul 2, 2011 at 8:55 PM UTC
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