My first attempt at travel poetry:
I went to the bazaar in Kandahar and bought a cigar from a guy called Bashar.
Don’t worry. I will continue to write predominantly in prose.
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Poetry
Sure ain’t easy
It’s all about rhyme
Meter, and time.
But you do
What you can
With words that
Don’t fit the plan.
And soon you’ll see
That poetry
Can be easy!
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