Idiots

My first attempt at a Triolet Structured Poem

Idiots


Don’t argue with an idiot, he’s a devil
It’s the argument that he desires
He’ll drag you down to his own level
Don’t argue with an idiot, he’s a devil
And in his stupidity, he will revel
In his head he’s got crossed wires
Don’t argue with an idiot, he’s a devil
It’s the argument that he desires



Triolet Structured Poem
LeBuert  2012