The Ronsardian ode (named after 1524-1585) is the only kind of ode that specifies a particular rhyming scheme - ababccddc, with syllable counts of 10, 4, 10, 4, 10, 10, 4, 4, 8.
In the present rather windy economic climate, I thought an owed might be appropriate.
I rue the day when I picked up the phone
And asked them to advance me a small loan.
The moment the transaction was arranged,
The pattern of my entire life was changed.
More than Iíd guessed,
Mounts up. I must have been deranged.
Eleven thousand pounds I owe, they say.
Thatís quite a debt.
I swear Iíll pay it back to them one day,
But not just yet.
Meanwhile I need a place to lay my head,
A jug of wine perhaps, a loaf of bread.
Then thereís my wife...
For normal life
Canít stop because Iím in the red.
Iíve hardly slept since this nightmare began.
I lie awake,
Find fatal flaws in every single plan
I try to make -
But last night all my ideas seemed to gel.
Iíll find another job; all will be well.
A banking post
Will pay the most.
Whyís that? Itís not too hard to tell.
Ah, life as a teller. It's a tempting thought. I think there should probably be a fourth stanza, but as yet there isn't. Sorry.
I bought a book of Ronsardís selected poems, and it didnít include a single Ronsardian ode. So some further research may be called for.
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