Let's try to play poetry?

[Lisa24]

I thought a lot, strained my thoughts
But, alas, I couldn’t come up with something

and I picked up before those thoughts
but the muse left, she was tired of that verse.

[vox]

and I picked up before those thoughts faded
but the muse left, she was tired of that verse.

After all, the muse is sometimes capricious and harmful,
And it is very unpredictable

(I suggest rhyming two adjacent lines, otherwise when there is a rhyme through a line, then by adding two lines we will repeat the same rhyme all the time and multiply)

[Lada R]

After all, the muse is sometimes capricious and harmful,
And she is very unpredictable

She went to the swearers (also poets)
What in verses they write obscenities about THIS

[|_rarely_|]

Went to the swearing people (also poets)
Who write about THIS in swear words

Oh, how the swearers were glad to see her
Everyone came out to the meeting in an orderly parade

And they rushed to make up new rhymes
And pussy on tit, and fuck your mother!

[clouds]

Oh, how the foul-mouthed people were glad to see her
Everyone came out to the meeting in an orderly parade

And they rushed to compose new rhymes And pussy on tit, and fuck your mother!

Looks like that swearing was strong
those swear words, those rhymes
that for more than six months here
this whole topic has suddenly hung up
they don’t write here and there are no poems
where do those poets say it all
probably still in shock from swearing with rhymes about "this"
there is sorrow on their faces, ears are withered
what to do now they don’t know themselves
probably in vain then they went
considering same thing with the mustache
who knows who will come again
let those poets be pumped out
no need to swear at them anymore
they will go wild from swearing