Analysis of Our Sacred Cows Are Showing
We are not safe in the unknowing.
And it is snowing, snowing, snowing.
Gold, diamonds, platinum, grain
Whatever, just let it rain.
Lucre, lucre, and lucre again
Is our mantra’s tireless refrain.
But, it is snowing, snowing, snowing.
Pater noster and paterfamilias
An equation for universal panaceas.
We drone on with our mea culpas.
Still, it snows.Kill, it snows.
Pill, like snow will, it snows.
Drill it and mill it, it snows.
Grill it, codicil it, it snows,
And snows and snows.
Until it snows us under.
Scheme | AABBCBADDDDDDDDE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111100010 011101010 110101 101111 110101 110110001 111101010 10101 101010101 11111011 11111 111111 1101111 111111 0101 0111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 494 |
Words | 88 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 387 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 88 |
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