( A nine line poem with a decreasing number of syllables, from nine to one, in each line)
~
it’s not very many syllables
in an upside-down pyramid
forty-five to be exact
to make a fine nonet
the problem is maths
and it’s easy
to run out
of short
words
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if you said you would ring, then ring her
she will be expecting a call
what is it that’s stopping you
are you getting cold feet?
in that case ring her
go on ring her
ring her now
ring her
now!