Paul Butters

Rhyme 1 - Poem by Paul Butters

Don't make me use rhyme,
I'm bound to commit a crime:
I do it every time.

Don't make me write doggerel,
Proud as a cockerel:
I'm so much in peril,
Like Beryl (lol) .

I want to write a poem
But if words rhyme with this I don't know ‘em.
There's nothing else I can show ‘em.

Free blank verse for me,
Up my poet tree:
That is, mainly, all I see.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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