And who, you ask, am I to disagree?
Arma virumque cano (but I don’t)
Discours complaining too, as it is wont -
it seems I have replied too oft to thee.
At this thread hijack please don’t take affront,
I merely seek to ask constructively
If there’s some rule change that would make things flow.
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We shall not sprint, our pace forever slow,
Should more participants not join the race.
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'Tis better to wait in silence, save face
Than leap too fast and make oneself the fool.
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And yet I must admit, there’s something cool
Attendant to a loosening of rule,
Allowing complications to unspool
And insights worthy of a finer school.
Be we constrained by arbitrary, cruel,
And needless borders? Are we master? Are we tool?
I say thee nay. In fact, “Go nuts!” quoth I.
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But O Fortune! Do not let this thread die
But rather use decasyllabic bump
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What ho! Once more upon this thread I jump
That it may gladly prosper evermore.
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Ah, welcome back, who twice was here before;
How have the intervening hours been?
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I might a shovel wield until 'tis fin
But yet the flakes come down and I am spent
A pot of tea, a game of Clue, an email sent
’Tis not enough compense for blizzard toil
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And yet let not the aches from labor spoil
Thy well-earn’d rest beside the flame-warm’d hearth.
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I know the feeling, it is tough to start1;
Perhaps 'tis best to pledge yourself a bond:
Each time you to the driveway’s call respond,
You grant yourself a measure of reward
(Of course, within the means you can afford),
Incentives, then, to keep the snow at bay.
1And one thing more I am compelled to say:
If you should wish to keep this game alive
You may wish hence, a bit, to strive
To not end off with “exeunt” or "hearth"
For though they are, indeed, good words, of worth,
To find a rhyme may cause a small delay.
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I cannot fib, but must own up and say,
It were no accident to leave that word
A-dangle and a-dingle like some turd
For other user to resolve some way.
In fact I meant to write more in that lay,
But baffled was I to find rhyme for "hearth"
Unless I took the low road, like some Darth
Vaderesque perpetrator of horrors
That poesy should shun like soiled drawers.
And thus my faith I put into you, friend,
To find a happier way toward an end.
Apologize I do, but just a bit. 
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Not long ago I thought that I would quit
Since everything was getting somewhat meta
But I repented me of thoughtless snit
And since that action would be somewhat wet, or
Suggest my well of verse had rather failed
I’m here again in hope of doing better.
Although perhaps that ship has long since sailed
Not to, alas, the Islands of the Blest.
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The last few days have been a bitter test:
I went to camp last weekend with the Scouts,
And though I got home freed of cares and doubts,
On Monday morn, I learned my wallet’s lost.
I’ve made it so far without further cost,
But house and car and cabin have been search’d
And nowhere have we found the item perched;
If not found soon, it all must be replaced.
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This noble thread hath been effaced
From the minds of those that with such grace
Have brought a grin to many a face.
Inelegant rhymes may be set beside -
What use rules? Stick them up the behind.
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Quite often, those who toil as poets find
That limitations grant a work more grace,
And though my compositions I efface,
'Tis true that, of the ink that I have spill’d,
The rhymes I find are with a beauty fill’d
Be those which are, by rules, the most constrain’d.
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And though my creativity felt drain’d
In recent weeks, or spent upon Badass
(That is to say Redoubtable, alas,
I miss somewhat the old games’ moniker,
And play a dirge upon harmonica) 
I now rejoice to see this thread revive
For doggerel like this keeps me alive.
And here I must agree with the Space Gryphon
And count myself among the number, if’n
Writing verse at all, preferring rules,
Though flexibility I grant within my schools
As helping flow and musicality.
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That’s how it goes, know what I’m sayin’, B?
We plot and scheme, toute suite upon the rhyme,
But strive to stay in step, in tune, in time.
No matter how our hearts become ensnared
We will not of this wretched thread be scared
As long as we combat obscurity.
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And though I find here some security
In meter most predictable and sure
I think our audience need not endure
Much more discussion 'pon the technical-
Ities of how we rhyme. 'Tis so banal!
Now hast thou seen the duel afoot within
Yon tavern, twixt the cube and space griffin?
I fear that lizard may intend some harm!
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Cold blooded he, who hath no charm,
The duel could prove the death of one,
Or two perhaps the tune may take,
But will we stop for child’s sake?
Or merely swill our bathtub gins
an tut tut about the Sax and Violins
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And so a season came, and so it went,
Our fancies on far Weatherby long spent.
And now midsummer has both come and gone
In this my hemisphere: the northern one.
'Tis hot as hell outside; dog days now reign.
O, rain! 'Twould be so welcome, summer rain!
The hour groweth late. I hie to bed.
A pillow briefly cool beneath my head.
The waning moon through open window gleams…
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