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In the beginning was a poem,
Neat and pretty in Word,
Each line a paragraph,
Blank lines between stanzas,
And artistically indented asides.
In the middle was a style sheet
That said "this won’t do".
One paragraph per stanza,
Line breaks between lines,
No blank lines,
And for God’s sake, no tabs.
At the end was a gibbering wreck,
Foaming at the mouth,
Editorial desires annihilated,
Ready to stick an em dash
Through each non-conforming poet
And to exterminate every software house
Through targetted computer bombs.
Copyright © D.W. Walker, 2007