There once was iambic pentameter,
Who wanted to test his parameter.
He rhymed to impress,
But his feet became stressed,
And the stanza just was a calamit…er…
I love this one, I got back from my biopsy and it was just what the doctor ordered. It is now stuck in my head.
Hey there 🙂
Glad you are back. Take it easy.
Got the hiccups again! 😀
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