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I want to think of this as you laughing at yourself, you writing a rather silly poem about a deep-felt hurt and making fun of the fact it was your affair that brought it all on.

I think this poem is hilarious in weird ways. For doing such a good job with a topic such as the gym, I give it.. a TEN!

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broken here: "I do admit that little fit She threw hampered my clever plot" would rather seen "thrown" not bone rhyme with stone (bone is illogical) "ease so fair" blows.

a great flow K, I like a good rhyme when it isn't forced, and this one works well on a non-common sentiment.

keep the last stanza sans last line and, well... save the rest for another poem. or something.

good job expressing the emotions, this is amazing

absolutely loved it.

Well, I'm still a little miffed that you didn't come to my desperate aid on "The People" - but I forgive you. hefty wood pigeon... is this a type of pigeon, or are you telling me the pigeon is hefty and made of wood? I sincerely thought the latter until I started trying to help you come up with a way to say it was hefty without saying "hefty". And now I feel dumb. Is the last stanza part of a question? maple it is, maple it isn't...

This poem is a little perplexing, but you're not a dunce, as some say, and your poemes are not bulging johnnies of lost hope. A field trip to the heavens!

I think the idea of Least Squares would work here, minimizing the sum of squared differences from something and thereby deriving a best-fit curve. This seems to ramble some, a bit repititious, but still it's a good take on the tug-of-war.