You could of course indite a simple sonnet A whole series of them, Shakespear's rhyme, Adorn your blog with them like a bonnet, Or season it with them, like sage or thyme.
This thing about blogging in rhymed verse, Or blank, it does not matter is that when You turn to prose it cannot then be better In the unbiased judgment of other men
Than when you take the time to rhyme and scan, Or nobly, and in freest form, produce A poem that's designed to fit your plan; One that will not your principles traduce.
The certainty being that when you're done, You and your readers both share in the fun.
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You could of course indite a simple sonnet
A whole series of them, Shakespear's rhyme,
Adorn your blog with them like a bonnet,
Or season it with them, like sage or thyme.
This thing about blogging in rhymed verse,
Or blank, it does not matter is that when
You turn to prose it cannot then be better
In the unbiased judgment of other men
Than when you take the time to rhyme and scan,
Or nobly, and in freest form, produce
A poem that's designed to fit your plan;
One that will not your principles traduce.
The certainty being that when you're done,
You and your readers both share in the fun.
It's dangerous posting in rhyme
For sadly, we don't all refrain
From crossing the poetic line
With a badly metred quatrain.
There once was a blogger named Xopher
Whose friend Anne couldn't think of any rhyme words and left the field in disgrace.
There once was a blogger named Xopher
--Whose name was pronounced rhymed with 'gopher'.
He didn't blog much
Because he was such
An indolent, writer's-blocked loafer.
How's that?
See? I hang my head in shame and slink away.
Summer makes the brain
Melt into ignominy.
Last line needed now.
There you are! I knew you weren't dead or disappeared.
Warmly,
LAW
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