This little poem has nothing of the feel of a sonnet for me. Nor is there the consistent light fun of a nursery rhyme, having too much attention given to the syntax—and even that not successfully—or to trying for the enigmatic. Like a child’s rhyme imitated by a stodgy grown-up? (And yes, the word nonplussed.) I find myself reading it over and over and still ending up saying, “so what?”
One is tempted to think that this poem was chosen solely to stir up controversy.
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