This is an aggressive verse
I’m pretty sure it’s cursed
With an aggressive disposition
This poem feeds on literary precision
This poem fought a master verse the other day
Neither liked what the other had to say
This poem hates ingenuity
And was repulsed by it’s rhyming agility
The masterwork got torn apart
For containing such a delicate art
The aggressive poem is misled
By the curse upon its head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem