I aspired to write in the style invented by Mr. Clerihew,
Had I bitten off more than I could chew?
They say poems are an expression of the soul,
If that is so, mine is just a gaping hole.
After several hours of ideation and perspiration,
I googled Mr. Clerihew for electrifying inspiration,
He had composed his first poem in chemistry class,
And created a masterpiece that no one would surpass.
Years later, here I am, striving so hard to rhyme!
After much deliberation, I concluded why I was bereft and hardly sublime.
At school, I memorized equations and worked hard on my chemistry,
And though I understand Benzene and Sodium, poetry is still a mystery!
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