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I woke to a word that was beyond me,
Comment of some familiarity,
Foraging my senses most thoroughly,
Locating lots of discarded debris,
This way, I gave myself a third degree,
In hopes, I shed this stifling mystery,
Dictionary as clear as the Black Sea,
At last, I discovered a remedy,
Twas the source and impetus of Curie.
*INTRO: (SAMPLE #2) MonoMixoRhyme using the monorhyme format wherein the assonance of the last syllable is spelled differently,
a short poem of 9 lines in iambic pentameter with 10 syllables per line, in 75 words or less,
whereby the last syllable cannot have an alpha sequential repeat,
EX; "polled" and "holed", its ending (-led) is an alpha sequential repeat.
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