Writing a poem is discovering.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, and wants it down.
For, dear me, why abandon a belief, Merely because it ceases to be true, Cling to it long enough, and not a doubt, It will turn true again, for so it goes.
You can be a little ungrammatical if you come from the right part of the country.
A successful lawsuit is the one worn by a policeman.
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.