And another thing—

Furthermore, to what has gone before,

I would like to say,

in a roundabout sort of way,

that a ‘forced’ poem

upon my part,

does not work.

I shirk the effort

that is required

to make a turgid and tired

idea seem like new;

few are the times

when my ultimate rhymes

have been manipulated beyond a joke.

Spoke to a man the other day,

his name was Ray,

he had nothing to say.

And on it goes.

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