Cyclopathic
Veteran
- Location
- Leicester.
Something must have passed me by.It was in the hope that some twat on a cycling forum might one day use it in a line in a poem thusly
"contents of my ball sack"
Something must have passed me by.It was in the hope that some twat on a cycling forum might one day use it in a line in a poem thusly
"contents of my ball sack"
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Point of order but an ode should have the rhyming scheme ABABCDECDE
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NoIs it getting any better yet?
Tell that to John Keats, who knew a thing or two about odes/* enters boring pedantic old fart mode /*
Point of order but an ode should have the rhyming scheme ABABCDECDE
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11 lines per stanza: ABABCDEDCCE.SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, 5
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease; 10
For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Quills at the ready.Ooooh look everybody, an ode-off. Haven't had one of those for ages.
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Point of order but an ode should have the rhyming scheme ABABCDECDE
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