This sonnet writing exercise
Thus far has gone a bit awry
Exactly what, I can’t surmise
But something’s wrong, that is no lie
What could it be that I have done
Could I be simply very dumb
The poem police! I’m on the run
The situation’s looking rum
Perhaps my rhyming scheme is off
Maybe my words just don’t make sense
Is it that there is too much fluff?
Police caught me, here’s my offense
For just one more iamb I need)
To make my poem a sonnet read
Note
Second to last line read “Two syllables I seem to need” when originally published