Here's IsaBug's Poem

My Fake Poem

Once I thought I’d be a nurse

and made that college mine.

But then I changed and went to hist

Ory of art and pieces fine.

So David (my beloved) said

The place to go, once we had wed,

Was to New York to fill our purse

And so we went: This is my verse!

You may think the rhyme scheme’s odd

It starts AB, AB

But then it shifts AA, BB

And suddenly it’s prod

Ding those with any sense sublime

To realize this (and just in time)

That this peculiar doggerel

Is Uncle Him’s, not mine!

Besides it doesn’t make much sense

Since the theme’s on “homes”

So I’ll quit now and read the rest

Of all the other poems.

But first please note the rhyme scheme’s back

AB AB Hooray!

The rest is too complex, alack!

We’ll save that for another day.