I have always wanted to write a villanelle, Just five tercets and one quatrain; But it's way too complicated to do it well
Many have done it, so I hear tell, So I've tried until it drove me insane. I so badly want to write a villanelle.
If I give up, I will languish in poetic hell, To notice me, real poets will never deign. But it's way too complicated to do it well.
I juggle the words, but they never jell, I turn them all sideways and upright again, I have always wanted to write a villanelle.
The performance anxiety I just cannot quell I'm in realio trulio physical pain But it's way too complicated to do it well.
I scream And I shout and I weep and I yell Until they can hear me in the next lane, I have always wanted to write a villanelle. But it's way too complicated to do it well.
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