Not long ago I was tasked by a beloved
To write a poem about being discombobulated
Well, I’m telling you that discombobulated, it did
My brain stopped on top, poetical thoughts got hid
Even to me, my poetry seemed shut down
In creases and valleys my thinking went to town
Occasionally I’d remember and try and focus
Then suddenly my thoughts went hocus pocus
Each line would begin with a letter, to spell
Serendipitously, it was amazing how it fell
Each line a piece of the meaning
Towards simplicity, I’ve never been leaning
This time, my stroke struck true
It was a genius thing to do
Can’t believe the sublimation
Now it’s double discombobulation
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