Each week in my column, my reader’s may see

How strange and bizarre my writing may be.

And this week is no different; I’ve got a grand aim

To produce something not regarded as same.

Each silly sentence shall end in a rhyme,

Creating an article not seen all the time.

So editors will you please nourish my need

And print all the silly rhymes I’ve decreed.

I promise I’ll keep the majority clean

While perhaps evoking a laugh in between.

Amidst some confusion, what’s the purpose you ask?

The rhyming is just part of the general task-

I want to shed light on look-alike writing

It’s literal subjugation I’m fighting.

So here is some schlock that’s far from sublime

But written for you in The Torch, and in rhyme.

Here at the paper, we’ve got such a view

That our writing should look like what all others do.

But I am unlike a newspaper writer,

So I’ll scribble my column in a tone a bit lighter.

In the style I’ve chosen-I feel more at home

If I write all my words in the scheme of a poem.

A rhyming selection; Italicized verse!

Let the reader’s decide what’s better or worse.

I’ll march on with the pen, pentameter grand

Hopeful-this change is a change from the bland.

The meter-it bounces and flows will in time

As this is the first Torch article-Entire in rhyme.

But rhyming you say is an archaic art

Just matching up words from the end to the start

Perhaps it is true, and rhyme may be boring

But search for the theme that I’m underscoring.

These terse rhyming couplets can clearly convey

The overall message I’m trying to say

When each item we read looks just like the last

As if forged from the very same mold that we cast

We lose something special, the art of creation

Leading, quite quickly, to this scholar’s

frustration.

Regaining this zeal for art is climb

So here’s the first Torch column √¢?” Entire

in rhyme

Here is a haughty and longwinded speech

With a straightforward message I want to reach

Mechanical writing that matches the next

Cheapens the value and heart of the text.

Haikus and lyrics and limericks too

Arm forms of strange writing that we call can do.

With iotas of effort and keenness of head

You’ll conjure up writing that isn’t purely dead

The Bard liked to rhyme as did Dr. Seuss,

So think of the great clever things you’ll produce.

Inspire yourself and I’m sure you’ll find

The wonders that you can produce with your mind.

Brains surely are a spectacular thing

Commands from your brain will make your pen sing.

To lose out on art is truly a crime

Hence a Torch column √¢?” Entire in rhyme.