Poetry rocks

You tube, my lube, Inform, my  mind

I learn, verse heard, a  prose, a sign

Iambic, I stress

No five meters here

I'll try, with no fear

To mimic the Shakespeare

Dydactic trimeteractic

Things that may not fit

We write it buzzed

The challenge was

Pull shit out of our attic

Sober I'll be tomorrow

A face with no remorse

Verse is love and sorrow

We can't deny our source!