Should poetry rhyme as it used to do?
There was a time when words would flow
In images diverse and sounds that glow
We read to each other so time just flew.
Magical words like legerdemain would tickle our minds,
And when daddy asked for his special cumberbund
We knew joyful parties would make adults heartened
Leaving us elves to wind around legs, secretly pinching behinds.
Is that all gone?
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