There’s a plethora of options
So many I could choose
Choose one for adoption
What have I got to lose?
So many I could choose
Who knows which one is best?
What have I got to lose?
Just choose one ditch the rest.
Who knows which one is best?
Who can know the answer?
Just choose one ditch the rest.
It won’t be a disaster.
Who can know the answer?
A plethora of options
It won’t be a disaster
Choose one for adoption.
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The man was notorious of ill repute.
His conduct scandalous critics proclaimed.
That he got things wrong was beyond dispute
But, all things said could he really be blamed?
His conduct was scandalous critics proclaimed
He’d done things he shouldn’t we have to accept
But, all things said could he really be blamed
For all his success he had many regrets.
He’d done things he shouldn’t we have to accept.
The weight of his past would too often poke through
For all his success he had many regrets
They help to explain the things he would do.
The weight of his past would too often poke through
This man so notorious of such ill repute
Condemned for the things that he used to do
Had talents and gifts that none could dispute.
Word of the Day Challenge – Notorious
Sometimes you have to plan ahead.
You plan what’s coming down the line.
You can’t just write what’s in your head.
You have to plan to make it rhyme.
You plan what’s coming down the line.
Choose words that rhyme as well as scan.
You have to plan to make it rhyme.
It will not work unless you can.
Choose words that rhyme as well as scan.
You must make sure you’ve thought it through.
It will not work unless you can
choose words that fit, have meaning too.
You must make sure you’ve thought it through.
So plan the end as you commence.
Choose words that fit, have meaning too;
You must make sure it all makes sense.
So plan the end as you commence.
You can’t just write what’s in your head
You must make sure it all makes sense.
Sometimes you have to plan ahead.
The pantoum is a form of poetry similar to a villanelle in that there are repeating lines throughout the poem. It is composed of a series of quatrains and the second and fourth lines of each stanza are repeated as the first and third verse of the next. The pattern continues for any number of stanzas, except for the final stanza, which differs in the repeating pattern. The first and third lines of the last stanza are the second and fourth of the penultimate; the first line of the poem is the last line of the final stanza, and the third line of the first stanza is the second of the final. Ideally, the meaning of lines shifts when they are repeated although the words remain exactly the same: this can be done by shifting punctuation, punning, or simply recontextualizing.
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