I am not doing a sestina again any time soon.

Medieval verse form. 39 lines. Has to use the same six end words through out, in a pattern like so (reading downward):

1 6 3 5 4 2
2 1 6 3 5 4
3 5 4 2 1 6
4 2 1 6 3 5
5 4 2 1 6 3
6 3 5 4 2 1

So, yes, you have to find a new way to use six different endwords in each stanza.  It ends with a 3-line envoy that uses 5,3,1; or possibly 5(2), 3(4), 1(6). It’s all in iambic, of course: either pentameter or tetrameter.  The technical term for the entire process is ‘one big pain in the ass.’

But it’s in the can.

I’m not going to come up with a ‘props’ pun.

(via @JTlol) Suffice it to say that the administration’s ‘town halls’ are about as free-form as a sestina.  And before anybody asks: I am not going to spend the morning writing thirty-nine rhyming lines of poetry that has as its subject this administration’s lack of willingness to face criticism.  It doesn’t amuse me enough to do it for free and I don’t see anybody with their checkbooks out.
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