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Is Rhyming Dead?
Is rhyming dead? And is it thus that all
Who write in ancient forms should be accursed?
And are they right who tell us they're appalled
By poets whose sad verses, long or terse
Insist upon the dragging out of feet,
Trochaic or iambic, by the score?
And should we cease to listen to the beat
Of archaic bards who dwell beyond Time's door?
But nay, I'll none of that; 'twould be a curse.
By He who dwelleth in Heav'n's golden halls
We'll swipe the mad proponents of free-verse
And grab those silly jesters by their balls.
If this shall not be done upon them soon
I'll dance full naked underneath the moon.
Who write in ancient forms should be accursed?
And are they right who tell us they're appalled
By poets whose sad verses, long or terse
Insist upon the dragging out of feet,
Trochaic or iambic, by the score?
And should we cease to listen to the beat
Of archaic bards who dwell beyond Time's door?
But nay, I'll none of that; 'twould be a curse.
By He who dwelleth in Heav'n's golden halls
We'll swipe the mad proponents of free-verse
And grab those silly jesters by their balls.
If this shall not be done upon them soon
I'll dance full naked underneath the moon.
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