ETA: Oopsie ... this was meant to go in the Humor thread, only I hit New Topic, instead of General Reply.
Enjoy it anyway.
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This Is The Title
This is a poem, self-referential:
tricky to write, and reading it's worse;
still, it's a form with massive potential.
This is a line concluding the verse.
Now a new stanza, slickly poetic
takes up the theme the former let drop.
(This is a line that's all parenthetic.)
This is a colon: this is a stop.
This is a comma, this is a clause, and
this are a lines, what's grammar be wrong.
Here's an ellipsis marking a pause ... and
this is a line nine syllables long.
Now it's verse four --- oh what a bonanza!
Thirty-two words, no less and no more
make up the lines that make up the stanza.
This is the sentence ending verse four.
This is a verse explaining the meter
dactyls and trochees make up the feet;
as a refinement, making it neater,
every fourth trochee's left incomplete.
Dactyls and trochees alternate neatly,
but for the beats I happen to miss:
this line breaks the rules of the meter completely
and so, of course, does this.
Poets in times to come are my debtors:
this is a form whose merits are clear.
Here is a line with thirty-one letters.
front. to back got that's line a is Here
This is a verse that's utterly risible,
rather more hard to read than you'd think:
half of this line's com
that's 'cos I used invisible ink.
This was a line that used the wrong tense; and
this is a question, wouldn't you say?
Wurble a flarp that doesn't make sense; and
voici une ligne crite en franais.
This is the thought that ends my recital:
poems like this should start a new trend.
This is the title: "This Is The Title";
this is the line that goes at the end.
Edited by Dr Adequate, : No reason given.
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