This rhyme is just a ghost
Of one I didn't post.
I ruled it somewhat sappy,
And you would find it crappy.
But still the point is this:
Three years and I still miss
Grove City in the spring--
A true but futile thing.
no prose in posts or comments except as part of a comic or cartoon or an Andrew Peterson book review
no free verse. Free verse is bad prose masquerading as creativity.
no verse that is qualitatively indistinguishable from free verse,
even if some champion of formlessness has gone to the trouble of branding
and relabeling it as something else