Analysis of Temp me, whot!
Those enrapturals,
Myopic maybe,
Trandesensual,
Eye to eye.
Trust me
In the gulf between us.
But how can you see me,
As the fog floats bye.
Scheme | ABCDBABD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11 01010 1 111 11 001011 111111 10111 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 132 |
Words | 26 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 13 |
Words per line (avg) | 3 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 107 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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