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Some say the world will end in fire. Not me.
There's ire enough for hire -- or not, so we become mired in foreign bogs and expire. Some say the world will end in ice. Not I. That’s twice too much a price to pay for one paradise -- I find much more to entice. Some say the world won’t end at all. I think -- recall what can befall us entrapped within the small. In endings, the dawns revolve. * * * * * Englyn Unodl Union - 'englyn of the same exact rhyme'; for centuries this form has most often been used. This form is a poem of thirty syllables arranged in lines of ten, six, seven and seven syllables. Basically it has one end-rhyme, but in the first line one, two or three syllables overrun the rhyming word, and are echoed in the first word of the second line.
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