Unserene Scene
Cold truth be told,
rolled out hard:
marred by inelegant rules,
barred from a silky smooth flow.
Drooling, fanatical ghouls,
foolishly ignoring school,
add to the mess that they had:
bad gone to worse; it’s just sad!
Cold truth be told,
rolled out hard,
but I’m no bard.
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A Serena is a poem in 11 lines.
+ syllable count: 4:3:7:7:7:7:7:7:4:3:4
+ head rhyme: AAbbccddAAx
+ tail rhyme: ABcxccddABb
+ refrain: L1 & L2 repeated as L9 and L10
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2023
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