We've come to understand the rhyme quite well.
The way it can bend to make people sigh.
Whether it's used to make stoic eyes swell,
Or expose the candor beneath a lie.
Twisting coils that show mortal foils; faithful
Representations of what they truly
Are. Under an ominous sun graceful
Puns have become things of abstract beauty.
But who's to tell why these things seem to fit
When they can seem to make no sense at all.
Fortunately as good luck would have it
There is meaning in what we choose to scrawl.
The antiquity of literature.
Has favored those who can flourish their words.
- By Donavue
The way it can bend to make people sigh.
Whether it's used to make stoic eyes swell,
Or expose the candor beneath a lie.
Twisting coils that show mortal foils; faithful
Representations of what they truly
Are. Under an ominous sun graceful
Puns have become things of abstract beauty.
But who's to tell why these things seem to fit
When they can seem to make no sense at all.
Fortunately as good luck would have it
There is meaning in what we choose to scrawl.
The antiquity of literature.
Has favored those who can flourish their words.
- By Donavue
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