General Poetry posted January 18, 2022

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Too clever for my own good, by far.


by Wayne Fowler

A cute rhyming verse, contrived and forced, a
Charge deemed a farce, but folks in panic.
Rebuttals, of course, venom and rancor,
Offers of strong force all through the land to
Strip gain from their purse, poetical frauds.
Toward freedom's source, I claim as my street.
I tout as my curse, flouting the norm, I
Called absolute worst, my dumb acrostic.

Acrostic Rhyming Contest writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Please write an acrostic poem that rhymes.

I doubt if the judges will consider my rhyming of the fifth syllable as qualifying, but as the title declares ...
Besides, this was the only was I could end each line ... well, anyway.
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

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