Each poem, said the man, must rhyme <br />lest it be worth less than a dime. <br />I think it is like presupposing <br />that lawns and gardens get a hosing <br />through rubber tubes, not from the sky <br />or, please recall the Lorelei, <br />her hair was golden, also long <br />she only sang one lovely song, <br />could it be true that, short of hair <br />Brunette or blond, we would not dare <br />refer to her as Lorelei? <br />And then, my friends, there is the pie, <br />one may pronounce that pies are round <br />their weight may be more than a pound <br />all pies are eaten from a plate <br />by humans, but consider, mate, <br />that bovine pies do not fulfill <br />exclusively this codicil! <br /> <br />So, use with care your black and white <br />because the darkness has no light, <br />yet night cannot be seen as dark <br />and dog is not the same as bark, <br />the secret to this puzzle is <br />be flexible, for Nature is!<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-needs-no-rhyme-to-be/
