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One More Step Away From Stupid.
I tried to write a poem that would fit
But found the trick slipped from my scattered mind
Snatched at half formed lines and unknown concepts
Grasped my pen and fought for inspiration
Daunted by the help so kindly offered
Furious at my incomprehension
Banged my head so hard on my computer
Had to seek a doctor for a bandage
And yet, my poor split head did me some good
For suddenly an idea killed the pain
Those hours of puzzling were all well spent
Just count the syllables to play this game
In poems as in prose I scrawl with glee
This challenge business now makes sense to me
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This time without the msnese of word. I never could resist a challenge. So, here it be.. At What Price? Age, too high a price to pay for wisdom, Knowledge is not worth the bitter price paid; Nor, the passing of the plans youth has laid, That tumble to earth like withered blossoms. Flesh once firm and soft withers and weathers, Beauty dims and character takes over; Hands that once soothed and caressed a lover; Are grained now like the finest of leathers. Yet, a mischievous twinkle in her eye, And a childlike wonder at all abound; Though life may batter her body around, Her soul still remembers the way to fly. From youth to age our heroine marches, With head held high; if on falling arches! 14 lines, 8 whine, 4 volta, 2 conclusion all in heroic syllabus.. told ya i knew the rules :D