I thought my poem sublime,

but Charlie said it’s a crime

that it didn’t have the right rhyme…

Ode to Charlie, Oh Charlie,

you know that I Canardly

cheat and use rhymes you gave me

You said the rhymes need to s

                                                      l

                                                        a

                                                          n

                                                            t

but I say that I just c

                                     a

                                        n

                                          ‘

                                            t

‘cuz it messes up the f

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                                          (u)

                                              n

                                                 t

(You talk about sounds

and vowels and rhymes

and echoes and echoes

of vowels and rhymes

and all types of teasing sounds)

You said to use more dipthongs

but guess I’m just a ding-dong

‘cuz I prefer to wear shoes…

(Don’t lose toe holds on them things!)

If you think that this offends,

then your ears must be deafened

by Charlie’s laugh in the wind

Oh, Charlie, you’re de master

more words I cannot muster…

and I can’t bow much faster

Don’t think I can stretch that far…

This writing is much too hard

-Just give me the failing card!