I'm trying br I'm really trying br But all my thoughts br In words go flying. br br It ain't much fun br As all my verse br Remains averse br In spite of In-spir-at-ion! br br Iambs just jam, br Trochees clam, br Pentameters, tetrameters br Are bounded by parameters. br br Sonnets, lyrics, epics, odes, br Cantos-pantos, other modes br Buzz my brain br And then implode.