I'm the lai, with no sort
Of grave, solemn thought,
And I
Will never be caught
By miseries sought,
Nor sigh;
Where battles are fought
Or arguments brought,
I fly.
What Poetry Form Are You? Other ones I like are the blank verse:
I am, of course, none other than blank verse.
I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right;
And when I get there (if I ever
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