Really Awful Blank Verse

A complete lack of time I fear I have
To thank for the fact that my verse
Now must needs be blank;
I haven’t had the slightest
Opportunity for forming any
Rhyme, even of low degree,
And therefore there is simply
Not the faintest
Chance that the cause of poetry
May here well advance;
Instead will trickle
For the joy of bourgeoisie, some verse
Which one describes as loose, or very free! 

See, no rhyme … or is there?
The same words and word order, but a rearrangement of the lines and the creation of stanzas and we have: 

A complete lack of time
  I fear I have to thank
For the fact that my verse
 Now must needs be blank. 

I haven’t had the
 Slightest opportunity
For forming any
 Rhyme, even of low degree. 

And therefore there is simply
 Not the faintest chance
That the cause of poetry
 May here well advance.

Instead will trickle for the
 Joy of the bourgeoisie,
Some verse which one describes as
 Loose, or very free! 

Today I wandered round some suburban properties which took quite a lot of wandering round.  Here is an example of a small section of one.  The splash of blue is a fair-sized swimming pool, so you get some idea of the scale.  Talk about getting lost in the woods in one’s own back garden!   Another gardener in the area has a picture of a Palm-nut vulture sitting happily on a stump in her ‘back yard’.  I didn’t even know we got those birds here, and they are not exactly what one would expect in an urban environment.

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