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Light Armory
    (with apologies to the Saturday Evening Post)

    It has been a long, long time
    Since I wrote a poem with rhythm and rhyme,
    For the dirty truth we all want to shirk
    Is that writing in rhyme is plain hard work.

    A light and jingly tone is easy to achieve,
    But the sonorous rhythms of the stag at eve
    Kept Tennyson locked up in his study a lot longer than I plan to work on this poem. 

Joy Beeson