I could never compose a #Limerick
Attempting in vain I grew sick
Trying to get the rhyme scheme A A B B A
And scribble incoherent verses everyday
In vain, to the good ol' free verse, shall I stick!

There Was A Kind Poet Called Donna,
With pieces as vintage as the Madonna;
She had a thing for nature's Echo
Decoded in her magnificent Haiku
That unforgettable Poet called Donna.