Naughty Poems – Long and Short

Try again!

Try Try Try Again!

His efforts utterly ended in a bust!
It became nothing more than dust,

Being blown away by a sudden gust!
His efforts were by all means just;

And his failure was truly unjust!
Win in his future efforts, he must.

It has long since become his lust.
He won’t allow himself to sit and rust:

And get covered like iron by a crust.
He had in himself unshakable trust,

He will surely make himself august!
He now needed his efforts to adjust,

And make it more and more robust!
He will surely win with this thrust.

He will never let the world oust
Him – as if he were just a locust!

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