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16/04/2021 - DAY 16
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A Skeltonic - Whatever We Are Told.
Nothing has ceased.
We are still being fleeced.
Palms are being greased.
Too much money, the beast.
The poor excluded from the feast.
The rich affected the least.
But even they are banned from the piste.
No planes for holidays released.
We have to wait and see.
Go from A through to Zee.
Pay a hefty fee.
We have to take the knee.
We really should save a tree.
Definitely look after each bee.
Keep our cats without a single flea.
Stop using the word me.
Β©π¦VixenofVerse, 2021
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Last but not least, our (optional) prompt. Because itβs Friday, today Iβd like you to relax with the rather silly form called Skeltonic, or tumbling, verse. In this form, thereβs no specific number of syllables per line, but each line should be short, and should aim to have two or three stressed syllables. And the lines should rhyme. You just rhyme the same sound until you get tired of it, and then move on to another sound. Hereβs a short example I came up with.
A toad beneath a log
Cares not for storm or fog.
Heβs not a bee or frog
Or a naΓ―ve polliwog.
No! Heβs wise and bumpy.
His skin is thick and lumpy.
He doesnβt work for money.
And his dispositionβs sunny.
Skeltonic verse is a fun way to get some words on the page without racking your brains for deep meaning. Itβs a form that lends itself particularly well to poems for children, satirical verse, and just plain nonsense.
Happy writing!

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