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My way with words and syntax simply
cannot be forgot.
The rhymes and rhythms on this line
are not important.

Ha! Ha! Laugh. I dare you do;
this poem's light of heart.
It need not have a beat or way
to be considered art.

Uh, oh here it comes again:
A change to keep you here;
this stanza only has three lines.

So tell me, are you interested
or are you bored to tears?
Maybe you've just given up.
Yeah, me too.

To the Rose of the Little Prince

My darling, last until we rendezvous.
A fragile rose with water need me not.
In absence, memory will by my Louvre;
and every day I'll wish we hadn't fought.
I've seen the world; I've made a friend of amn,
Some quirky and some mearger sycophant.
And no grown-up will ever understand
how such a thing could be so important.
And yet the time did come for me to go.
My friend, his plane did fix but learned much more.
I walked up to the snake and said, "Hello."
The kiss he gave did send me to your door.
           He thinks of me and all you do is boast.
           To think, the sheep he made concerned me most.

This Haiku:

Five Syllables here
Seven are placed around here.
This haiku totes rocks.