INVOCATION

                    O, Muse of making something difficult
                    Seem easy—assist me, please, in this endeavor
                    So that my poem achieves the grand result
                    Of living in posterity forever—
                    This sonnet, though, I know’s not such a one
                     Since it now simply talks about itself,
                     A subject that most readers readily shun,
                     A book of which would never leave the shelf,
                     But if I could pull off a tour de force
                     By writing in a single sentence one
                     Persuading even skeptics to endorse
                     My prowess, I’ll be proud of what I’ve done,
                         And I, of course, will praise you for your aid
                        Without which such a verse could not be made.

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