The New Voice

How shall I muse with subjects all dead
With rhythm and rhyme outdated
Where weakness be metered, extravagance archaic
All the tricks of merriment juvenile, irrelevant

The voice now couture
History an anachronism passed
Now I on floor, resisting rhythm
Meter, anapest, and tactful rhyme

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