Wild daydreams
have faded into mainstreams;
Pretty please someone pinch me
free.
Flames twofold
a piece of art to behold;
Human nature lead me home,
roam!
Strong rainbows,
they cannot fail to compose!
Maybe if I sleep they’ll build
willed.
Smiles rising
with the Sun at dawn shining;
I blink into a new chance,
dance!
I'm trying,
and I would not be lying:
my life as an Irish Bard's
hard.
It's absurd,
much like working a crossword,
tracking the column and row
though.
So tiring!
Like hooking up the wiring;
after three, I think I'd best
rest.
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Syllables: 3/7/7/1
Rhyme: aabb, with a rhymes in 2 syllables, b rhymes in 1
No idea how to pronounce the form name
Blood curdles
the entire room just startles;
Floating a banshee howls loud
proud;
Dire message
of an impending passage;
Not a thing could make this curse
worse.
a filly
prances about, acts silly;
definitely not a mare
there.
in pasture,
a great joy to run faster;
it’s fun to watch a young colt
bolt.
a hallion
grows up, becomes a stallion.
rascal equine as a child:
wild.
a pony
pretending, never phony,
but in essence, of course:
horse.
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a strange form: 3a/7a/7b/1b, with 2-syllable a-rhymes
the name is actually Deibide Baise Fri Toin, and I have no
idea where that comes from
a 'hallion' is a rascal
She's writing;
Her emerald eyes glowing
with imagination's bright
light;
It's spoken
this poetic heart golden.
magic of the rainbow's pot
caught.
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