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Quintos…
Mmmm, I was asked to write a poem,
Quintos was the given name,
But it isn't in the dictionary,
Isn't that a shame?
Now one thing there is about me
I'm never stuck for words or phrases,
And it doesn't take me long at all,
I never have writer block 'phases!'
Now the challenge I was given,
Was to do this little rhyme,
Well that isn't really a probelm,
Coz I write them all the time.
Quintos, mmmmm, I wonder?
Can I even begin to write?
On the meaning it has, or hasn't,
This really is a plight!
How can I write about something?
When I don't know what it means?
Well, it isn't a problem really,
I can write about anything it seems!
So, quintos, now there's a word,
But the meaning, I haven't a clue?
But here it is, a poem for the name,
And I'm afraid it will have to do!
©Catherine Inglesby 2001
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