So Close

The near rhymes are deceptive

And the imagery is conjecture

The meter is asynchronous

The spondees anodonturous

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Rhyme schemes, as you can see

Don't take it where it needs to be

It blossoms eruptively

Eructations in hyperbole

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Onomatopoeia is overrated

When scratching is exaggerated

And Saturn rings untrue—ass'onance

Long after Uranus don't, for us

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Love and hate and nature and me

Evade when, I don't think, I'll ever see

Anything as lovely as my overstay

Contrasting to thou summer's day

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I rest my case as I rest my pen

I can write anything as best I can

And should my words find some purpose

Or end up ugly when it finds lips' purchase?

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This is my near-poem of near-rhyme near you

Whether t'is nothing much and, of that, much ado

Whether nearly misjudged but, for me, course par

Whether you feel me coming, close, but no cigar