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Neva Wallace

HEY, GIMME A T, GIMME A E, GIMME A N

Tell me, sir, did it occur to you that I
might break the tie, the deadlock disperse with my verse?
I’d hate to share that money there but rather instead
win all, I said. Do the math. Beware my wrath.
You want TEN lines, then we align TEN little words
in each? Absurd. I shall try. Don’t say that I
was faint of heart, for in this art of poetry
I fail to see why in the end, poetic friends,
you’d not select with all respect this rhyme of mine.
It would be divine. So, why not, gimme the pot?!

2 comments:

  1. ...from Jack Bowman:

    A lame flow...sorry.

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  2. ...from Gary Imperial:

    Fun little verse had a nice loping effect.

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