Tuesday, February 04, 2003



If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.
I'm the triolet, bursting with pride;
If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
No, it isn't obsessive. Now hide
All the spoons or I might get convulsive.
If they told you I'm mad then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.
What Poetry Form Are You?



I have no idea what a triolet is, but if I were a poetry form, that's what I'd be! Found at the Hestia Chronicles.

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