A poet can fly

Try writing nonsense, you will be surprised
I have  used a comma, that’s the end;
How hard  it is to know a poet can lie.

Unless you have a calling,shut your eyes
Do not break where you can also bend
Try writing nonsense, you will be surprised

When I read a villanelle, men cry.
Ask the poet never to pretend
For cruel  it is to  find a poet who lies

Triolets  bear sadness to the wise
If your aim is cruel, do not send
In  learning nonsense, we’ve been  ill advised

Rubbish is not nonsense,realise.
Lewis Carroll’s  Alice was no friend
How hard  it is to know where poets lie.

Sense and nonsense travel in  a blend
So  it is that fiction can offend
When writing nonsense, you must be  composed
How hard  is  it to learn a poem transposed?

 

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