Five poems behind. My meter's in a rut.
I've got to break this rhyming scheme
before I'm called a nut.
The words are there, the subjects, too,
but sounding all the same.
And metaphors and cadence are big players in this game.
But pushing on to achieve my goal
means taking shortcuts, too.
And with 340 left, I'm sure I'll bore a few.
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