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AN ATTEMPT Should be called a word search but I will call it a scribble. The poet writes with quill That puts words on paper. Tactfully is his will To write a funny caper. He will do his best, His inspiration is weak, Hopes he can find the rest, Half words he cannot seek. Each line he tries to rhyme, Ease he does not feel. Eager to find a good line, Easy his muse could deal. After he finds a word, Ability to use he must find. Above that one that’s blurred, Assured with luck that’s not kind. An attempted Trolaan ** Image ID #2097897 Unavailable ** ** Image ID #2106987 Unavailable ** ~~Image #2120910 Sharing Restricted~~ ~~Image #2164593 Sharing Restricted~~ |