Strophe.
I’m going to attempt a Pindaric Ode.
I think I’m being rather ambitious.
It mightn’t be good but I’m on the road.
Mastery of form is among my wishes.
Antistrophe
But what on earth am I trying this for
I’m no poet, my doggerel is dreadful
There is no desire to be published here
It’s just that I think words are very cool.
Epode
Because that’s all that really matters isn’t it?
A love of words put together with grace
Perhaps a dash of comedy or wit
I am learning these things at my own pace
Munkus Bubbly 