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Tyburn
A Tyburn poem is made up of six line with a set syllable count. The count is 2/2/2/2/9/9. Lines one through four in a Tyburn poem must rhyme with one another. The final two lines must rhyme with themselves. The rhyme scheme is a/a/a/a/b/b. In lines, one through four of a Tyburn the words must be descriptive. In the final lines of a Tyburn poem, the words from the first four must be added. The fifth line would include the words from the first two while the remaining ones would be added to the last line. Only one, two-syllable words can be used for the first four lines.

Flunky To a Junkie

Chunky,
clunky,
flunky,
junkie,
you're a chunky, clunky, drugged up tool,
flunky to a junkie, and a fool.


(Tyburn)


08,08,2019
Your Turn For A Tyburn Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina

10th grade11th gradeaddictiontyburn

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/1/2019 7:00:00 PM

oh my gosh, an ad showed someone holding a tool and I was thinking the poem was for that picture. These weird ads!! Anyway, well done. And congratulations.

Emile Pinet
Date: 9/2/2019 7:03:00 AM

Thanks Andrea, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Charles Messina

Date: 8/31/2019 5:31:00 AM

LOL.. I just love this one Emile. Great tyburn my friend. Congratulations on your win my friend. After reading this again perhaps I mis-placed this one and should have ranked this higher. My apologies. All the best. Charlie

Emile Pinet
Date: 8/31/2019 7:07:00 AM

Thanks Charles, I appreciate the placement my friend, Emile.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/30/2019 7:49:00 AM

- Congratulations on your flunky/junkie poem, Emile :) - hugs and happy weekend // Anne-Lise :)

Emile Pinet
Date: 8/30/2019 8:50:00 AM

Thanks Anne-Lise, I appreciate it my friend, Emile.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

Date: 8/8/2019 9:29:00 AM

This saddens me. I live in the last neighbourhood close to downtown to be gentrified, I see people plagued by such addictions every day, most often women, selling themselves. The lightness of your poem is for me, a fine veil I see through. Good luck in the contest Emile, xomo

Emile Pinet
Date: 8/8/2019 10:53:00 AM

Thanks Maureen, life is not all peaches and cream for everyone...it breaks my heart to see what you describe my friend, Emile.