After a year of writing poems every day
I have almost reached my senility
But to avoid that I lose my ability
I need to go all the way

Just let my thoughts steer my pen
Use my imagination and versatility
But how great is the possibility
I write something great yet again

Only rhyme for rhyme is not enough
Where is the line between acceptability
Of craziness and adaptability
Or keeping your head high and being tough

I need to keep my standards high
How far can I go in admissibility
Of quality and comprehensibility
Before you will hue and cry

I just need a prompt to enthral
And write a poem about invisibility
But how great is the probability
You then don’t see anything at all

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