Wonderful Words Put to Iambic Pentameter
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First of all, let us explain what the hell Iambic Pentameter means. When Shakespeare wrote his ever so famous Romeo and Juliet, he found a steady rhythm with which to set his poetry to. This is what we now call Iambic Pentameter. Anyways, we have many (hopefully) of our followers sending us their magnificent poetry so that we can show off their talent to the world. Every entry will be properly addressed with the rightful owners' name. PLEASE don't try to lie to us about it being your work. Let's keep this completely honest and be HUMBLE. Please admire the beauty of others' thoughts, and definitely NO hateful comments. Thank you for everything, lovelies!
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