To read more about Fezzik’s great gift, check outThe Princess Bride!
Unlike Fezzik, I do not possess a great gift for rhyme. That, however, doesn’t stop me from trying, especially when it’s with a super fun form like the limerick:
It takes a really long time to think
Of rhymes that don’t epically stink.
One rhyme is fine,
And two are sublime,
But from more than that, I do shrink.
Today’s poems are supposed to embrace the imperfect, and be personal, and I think I’ve done that here. I love poems that rhyme, but rhyming is hard, yo! What about you – do you like poems that rhyme? Or do you prefer unrhymed verse?
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
I think you’re up there with Fezzik– and I love the reference, by the way! Thanks for sharing and for making me smile.
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Awww, thanks! Fezzik is the best. 🙂 Glad I could make you smile!
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It didn’t stink and made me think. All the lines were fine – in fact sublime.
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Why, thank you! 🙂
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