Do Not Weep Over His Demise
Do Not Weep Over His Demise
He did his very best and failed
He was soon done, color him gone
With hidden sword he was impaled
Lucky his skull was solid bone.
Do not weep over his demise
He was just skin and sickly bones
Well maybe a few special cries
Moaned out in convincing tones.
At his vacant spot post this sign
He was here, now has departed
My, how he gabbed and opined
Left with nothing, brokenhearted.
He did his very best and failed
Forgot how to play, his great crimes
Away, on sinking ship he sailed
With nothing but old and sad rhymes.
Robert J. Lindley, 1-27-2017
Form- Lin-Crazy Eights, Rhyme, 100 words.
Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 128
Total # Words: 100
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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