Tobogganing on Parnassus by Franklin P. Adams
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page 98 of 108 (90%)
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Let me be a rondeau
With a sweet refrain, Or an aliquando Sonnet to the rain; Let me be a lyric Tenuous as air, Or an a la Viereck Passion song to hair; Ballad, epic, quatrain, Couplet--ay, a line-- "Let it rain or not rain, Let it storm or shine." Shape me as you list to, Glorious or small; Put a comic twist to Anything at all. Only give me fame that Never, never dies, Christen me a name that Reaches to the skies. This is my ambition: Not the greatest rhyme, Not the first position On the page of time-- |
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