The Writing of This (a heroic couplet written for Brit Lit) by Thomas Lipschultz 3/19/99 A blankness in expression as he stood, now ready to defy his reason good and tackle all the demons in his head, for in his mind they were already dead. He poised and smiled wide with pen in hand, and right away began to understand: his foe had tricked him into poor defense, and down he fell into the Land of Dense. This world he had made within his mind for times when block of writer's was unkind, and now he knew the only way to leave would be to keep on fighting and believe that doing this would help him understand heroic couplets, writers' sleight-of-hand to make the simple things in life seem bold and tell a story gripping Satyr's hold. To tell a story is his only hope -- to make his student life seem really dope inside the confines of these metered lines: in this way he escapes the Dense's pines. And so, as you have read, he's now set free, his block of writer's broke -- he now can flee. His foes are vanquished, and it goes to show: self-referrential is the way to go. This epic shall now end: it's been due time, and really I'm quite tired of forced rhyme.