Not virtue, value wins nodding face,
Gold has a higher hold
And necklace amidst breasts begets place,
Silver for less is sold,
And anklets far down a lowly space.
A sonnet sits at tops,
Limerick far down drops,
Poor thing gets a good laugh, not much grace.
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