Spunky little green stink-
Bug that just upped
And clinked down dead on my lap-
Top, kayoed by the treacherous
Light, with me in blind pursuit
Of one more sweet-smelling
Charmingly moving deathless line—
Oh, dear lifeless little bugger thanks
For taking the time,
For stopping me short
But not quite smack
In time this time, sorry for this too,
Too deliciously precious rhyme!
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