Writer's Cramp entry |
Some like white stockings, some likes black socks, Some like baby birds, some likes old hawks, These choices don't jam the ballot box. Some like their chicken grilled, some like fried, Some like liver, others can't abide, I'm not here to be your moral guide. Birds like to flock and fish like to school, Beat in like others, but I'm no fool, I live my life by the Golden Rule. 9 Lines Three Squared Poem=9 syllables by 9 lines.
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