I hate rondeaus, they're just too hard
My thinker hurts, my brain is scarred
To say my piece in fifteen lines
In octosyllabic confines
It seems to me is just bizarre
Try to keep straight A, B and R
In such an order, oh my stars!
It seems I'm sure to force a rhyme
I hate rondeaus!
I'll even bet you will not pard
You'll tell me card rhymes not with cars
That wiser bard could write sublime
Then may I say just one more time
I hate rondeaus!
I'm sorry to have offended you. My friends Jim Sonnet and Yuki Haiku put me up to writing this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well I see in away i kinda does due its my last name and all sorry if i sounded like a buttmunch.