"Alphabet's
Beginning
Current lines,"
Decided I,
Even with smirks...
For in this foray
Grows simple patterns
Hiding in other
Intellectual plays
Juggled about with quirks...
Keeping patterns going
Leaves no room for the words
Making a good story,
Now that I'm locked in these strange
Ordeals where the poem's a jerk...
"Quit now! Shred it all! Begin again..."
Reticent, the Rat retreated,
Sensing shame, shunning the game
Traced thru tortured, twisted
Undulations of one's uvula
With the words wrapped 'round rules.
Yo! You notice now, the shattered patterns?
Zip through the lines again, zeroing in on the missing three...
"How would you fit them in, then?"
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