Farse

Farse

A Poem by May Fosnes

What is this nonsense I produce?
Could it be my tongue was set too loose?
From lack of structure, discipline, so obtuse. 

Fancy to think I once was a poet-
but that magic stopped and I know it. 
Oh shoot, did I mess up the rhyme scheme? Well, that would be so obscene. 

Ah, I know, I know. I'd love to write something complex and cool.
But then I would be fully a fool! 

I'm done waisting time 
with this trivial farce. 
That's doesn't work, does it? 
Because now I can only rhyme with arse.  

© 2021 May Fosnes


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Added on November 14, 2020
Last Updated on January 28, 2021

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May Fosnes
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