Wednesday, April 15, 2020


NaPoWriMo PROMPT: Try to recreate the sounds and timing of a pop ballad, a jazz improvisation, or a Bach fugue. That could mean incorporating refrains, neologisms and flights of whimsy, or repeating/inverting lines or ideas – whatever your chosen musical form would seem to require!

And Further More—Get Off My Lawn!

I’ve said this so often that it prolee makes you sick;
Rap is just bad poetry somebody set to myoozick.
All these guys with chains and knives all tryna make a rhyme.
They’ve got no clue ‘bout meter or the rules set down by time.
They wouldn’t know a sonnet if it punched them in the face
Calling rap words lyrics is a horrible disgrace.

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