Ineffaceable rhyme and rhythm,
Etched through ink,
Our indelible elegy.
Only a preordained few will achieve
Like blood on waxen fabric
Indelibility within hearts
Oh, hallowed spirits.
Anoint me with supremacy,
To attain my aspiration,
Reserving my accommodate at thy stall
Might this ode linger everlastingly?
My poignant limerick,
And indelible beyond comprehension.
By: Maake TL
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