|Iambic verse has rules and guides my pen?|
My thanks to you to play with me today
The truth be told, itâ€™s clear my workâ€™s not Zen
Of course I am obnoxious I must say.
My patience long, so wait for me to be!
Iâ€™ll pledge some verse humanity canâ€™t bare
To read, then write and be for all to see!
Oh man, thatâ€™s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare.
But please ask human rules to take my place
Iâ€™m trapped inside a box of wires and tin
As poets die with edges left in space
To write some lines for you, my discs do spin.
I look to Work for rules or Iâ€™ll lose face,
This form of verse is hard to write with grace!