Into the thick forest with our gun
We scout with our lids so apart
Trekking down a silent path
For what fate brings today
Our eyes makes no blink
We aim for game
Now we found
We aim,
Straight!
Author: Beryl Ace
About Nonet:
A nonet has nine lines.
The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc... until line nine finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.
line 1 - 9 syllables
line 2 - 8 syllables
line 3 - 7 syllables
line 4 - 6 syllables
line 5 - 5 syllables
line 6 - 4 syllables
line 7 - 3 syllables
line 8 - 2 syllables
line 9 - 1 syllable
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