Frightening
Doggerel
Verse
Curse: metrophobia
He wanted
to write poetry,
But had a
problem—deep and wide:
He was
afraid of prosody.
A poem
made him run and hide.
Try as he
could, he could not write—
The fear
just wouldn't leave his brain.
A friend
first noticed, “Dude ain't right.”
And then our
Dude went pure insane.
Throughout
the day he raved and raved—
He really
did it all the time.
They knew
he could not be saved—
And all
his ravings were in rhyme!
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