They drove to the beach
at Terza Rima
in the new Sestina Quatrian
two lovers full of blank verse
there for an apricot sonnet
- a romantic couplet they made -
- there is no better place to enjamb -
he poured her a dactyl of Homer's Old
as she peeled her zeugmas with zest
and worked off his trochees
put on a spondee ...
I dare not imagine the rest!