Drunk Rhinoceros

This is actually a poem I am quite proud of. It is sort of in a sonnet form but you are going to have to bear with me since I am quite lost when it comes to scanning lines so writing stuff in iambic pentameter myself is a little hard. I haven't touched this thing in a long time but I made a few edits here, I think my only two lines that aren't 10 sylables are th 1st and 3rd lines... which also have given me the most trouble in the poem. The first being trouble since I like it so damn much it is hard to change (and trust me I tried) and the 3rd being where I start the plot of the poem. Anyways I think this is a better edit of the poem and I am happy that I could see by some of the stuff I would have refused to change earlier. Also the interesting thing about this poem is that I tried to make into sort of a waltz in itself. Instead of the usual 3 stanzas of 4 lines I went with 4 stanzas of 3 lines to represent the 3/4 time of a waltz (DA-dat-dat, DA-dat-dat, DA-dat-dat). This in turn makes the rhyme scheme look kind of insane because it becomes ABA, BCD, CDE, FEF, GG.  

Drunk Rhinoceros

From horn to hoof this beast was covered in armor.
Noble and fearsome with all of his weight.
With the night he set out to be a charmer:

“Join me my friends and we will celebrate.
Break out bottles of fine whiskey and wine,
it is time for the animals to waltz!”

It was a night where the wilds were divine,
lions forgave the zebras all their faults,
giraffes did not look down on anyone.

But then the host began a wild ruckus,
and the hippopotamus roared, his fun
ruined by a drunken rhinoceros.

Remember my friends, a party’s good
but with liquor you’ll be misunderstood.

Copyright 2007 William Curb