There Is No Try

This one’s Burmese done with ease if one sees patterns or he learns to. Uh, there is no try; ya do. ----------
A YaDu: O. O. O. a. O. O. a. O O. a. O. b O. O. b. c. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. c. (The last line can be 5, 7, 9, or 11 syllables)
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November 8, 2024 at 10:26 AM
umm ummm
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