If Awry Our Aim, We Wound Others (A Triolet)
Trying to hit nails on their heads,
I just hit my own finger-nails!
I rebuked my 'Aim' whilst they bled.
Trying to hit nails on their heads,
'Don't miss the mark! ' to 'Aim' I said,
But heard only the poor walls' wails!
Trying to hit nails on their heads,
I just hit my own finger-nails!
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