Poetry 101
To celebrate cerebration is my intent
There is no pattern, no meter needed here
No rhyme to strain for lest I swallow an iambus
Since a foot in my mouth is not masticatable.
Convention is but a hindrance
And form is restraining
As custom is constraining
To conform is to die.
I will not live dying-ly
Audacity forever is my motto
Morality in verse is not prerequisite
And I will kill any attempt to submit to such an evil abeyance.
Copyright © Gary Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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