A Poet Named Swain
There once was a poet named Swain
Who had absolutely nothing to gain
He wrote doggerel all day
With nothing much to say
The old fellow was a genuine pain.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written December 24, 2020
For Sencleri-Limoku Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
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