Shall I pick the poem that defeats me now?
What if one vote is the final difference?
I will vote for a loser and comment, "wow"
(it was peachy good will be my inference)
And now these rules are causing eyes to cross
I need a stratagem to pass them by
To win the goal for me-avoiding loss
enrichment with sweet dollars, I'll be sly
Free verse, lost love, the rules are calling for
give me a break that won't get any votes
I'll rhyme it till their brains bounce off the floor
Now the perfect topic, to float their boats
puppies work, soldiers too, precious babes ooo
I need something strong that is sure to jell
I will call on the Lord, that's what I'll do
If you vote against me, you'll go to hell!
Money Talks
Winning rocks
Uh oh. Rhyming quatrains required!
All meaning's expired…
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