Drowning In Tedium

[RiverNotch]

won’t someone stop this constant din 
of poets rhyming everything:
“oh, i’m so quirky, i’m the shit,
i’ll brighten up this place a bit,
with tediously edgy rhymes, "tediously edgy" is a bit off, meter-wise, although hilarious.
‘bout drinking, smoking, and sexy times; remove "and".
till my bipolar takes a dive,
and i wish i’d committed suicide.” sudden pentameter drags out the ending -- i feel this could be shortened, maybe by committing the modern sin (which, considering the rest of this piece, shouldn't be a sin at all) of turning "suicide" into a verb.

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