quickie in the henhouse

Dear Reader,

The following poem was created as part of Tzara's Bouts-Rimés (French for 'rhymed ends') challenge which at the time of writing can be found at the Literotica Discussion Board under Poetry Feedback & Discussion. For those unfamiliar with this literary game it involves a challenger who provides a number of rhyming words. The responder must then construct a poem whereby each line ends with one of the given rhyming words. The words provided by the challenger for this poem were: 'rain', 'Spain, 'plain', 'venery', 'hennery', 'penury', 'capricious' and 'delicious'.

I would like to credit my fellow Literotica users in the creation of this short poem. Firstly Tzara, who started set up the Bouts-Rimés thread. Secondly, Piscator, who threw down the gauntlet by setting the rhyming words. Finally, thanks to AlwaysHungry who pointed out and assisted in the correction of the poem's iambic pentameter.

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you might expect the sun to shine in Spain
but no, my luck with weather’s penury
and all about us howled the wind and rain
the only shelter was a hennery
but sometimes you just need it good and plain
and I for one am prone to venery
back then Camila could be quite capricious
but when she needed me, it was delicious