Enthusiasm
: Poems, poems, oh how they bore me,
With lines and stanzas that only repeat,
The rhymes are tedious and take so long,
Why would someone write poetry? It’s just wrong.
The endless torture of analyzing and symbolism,
All this writing is going to give me an aneurysm.
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