Doctor, Doctor, hear me out
I fear I've got poetic gout
I'm in the need of diagnosis
Inform me of my rhyme prognosis
Wandering meters have got me down
Since most critiqu-ers upon them frown
I find myself in syntax ailing
As sentence structure has me failing
I'll never be a rhyme achiever
My metaphors just cause me fever
Similes I most despair with
Likeness-es they can't compare with
I'm laden down with fractured spelling
My broken English is not compelling
Doctor, Doctor, hear me out
I fear I've got poetic gout
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I would like to translate this poem
Ah :) reminds me of writer's block, this poem. Haha :) nice rhyming and rhythm, keep it up!