Hi everyone,

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Pickled Finger wrote; and, having writ,
Realized: Red Wine had dulled its Wit,
Nor its sobriety could change a Line,
Nor all its tears wash out a Word of it.

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  1. Just great, David. ABAA in two stanzas, indeed. If you were to continue the piece, would you then change the rhyme for two additional stanzas? Is there a name for the construction? If i ask any more questions I’ll have to send you a check for tutoring.

    • Gene, I confess that I didn’t mean to publish this yet. I was setting up for tomorrow and accidently clicked at the wrong time and published it all the way back to January 2, 2015. I didn’t even have a title yet. The first verse is from The Rubaiyat by Omar Khayyam. It has a particular pattern to what is basically a ballad form with five iambic beats per line and a rhyme scheme of aaba. The second verse is my parody. I thought it would make a good New Year’s Day lament. Alas I blew it, and sober at that.

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