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Click hereIn which ARG and his agent heatedly discussLes Gommes.
"The plot. Theplot," his agent sighs,
"Won't win you, Al, the Nobel Prize.
A plot the reader must beguile,
Not pound him with odd PoMo style.
And plotless plots readers despise."
"The novel's dead. From its demise
Willun nouveau roman arise,"
Alain ecstatically smiles.
"The plot? Theplot?!"
(He strains so much he crosses eyes.)
"Theplot is just a woman's thighs;
It's where they meet that is worthwhile.
As not all rivers are the Nile,
My plot's no rope that binds and ties—
The plot, theplot!"
Survivor Poetry Contest
Trigger 30, Form K (Rondeau)
This poem was mentioned in today's new poem review. Thanks for the read!