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The government uses irony as an imperial measure,
A pint of any liquid is 568 millilitres.
There’s trickery in their marketing,
Like journalist’s hacking phones and hiding truth.
Brexit benefits come and go,
on secretly sprinkled metrics.
Does this increase drink driving figures?
Will new offenders mend potholes,
wallowing in pints of wine.
And what is their punishment?
A taser is painful, but never is it delivered, imperial.

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This is one of my few attempts at free verse and I feel as if I am failing at this art form. Any advice would be welcome, if you think I've got this free writing verse seriously wrong, I'd like to know. Ruby :) xx Today the UK government announced that we will be able to buy wine in imperial pints. This is one of their Brexit benefits.
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Upon analyzing the poem, it is evident that it uses a mix of nostalgia, humor, and social commentary, revolving around the theme of the transition from the Imperial system to the Metric system.

The poem begins by recalling the old system of currency, creating a vivid image of the past with specific details about the coins. The transition to the Metric system is presented as a significant change, with a steep learning curve. The mention of those who still cling to the old system adds a layer of social commentary.

The sudden shift to the topic of drink driving and the use of a taser is jarring. While it seems to be an attempt at humor, it disrupts the flow of the poem and feels out of place. The poem might benefit from a smoother transition or a clearer connection between these ideas.

The final lines return to the main theme, with a humorous comparison of the pain from a taser in both metric and imperial measurements. This clever twist brings the poem full circle, but the impact could be strengthened by refining the earlier sections.

In terms of structure, the poem lacks a consistent rhythm or rhyme scheme. While free verse can be a powerful tool, the inconsistent line lengths and abrupt shifts in topic can make the poem feel disjointed.

Overall, the poem presents an interesting exploration of the theme, but could benefit from more cohesion and a smoother flow of ideas.

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much about the British monetary system or metrics for that matter, I cannot comment on the veracity of your content, and so too, the rest of it. It does, however, bring to mind what I learned and mostly forgot in school. I was brought up on the system of inches, feet, miles and gallons etc. I do remember our math teacher telling us that within ten years, that everyone everywhere would be using metrics. That was in like 1964. [I managed to get through most of the rest of my life without using it]. Ha!
Nicely done though, ~ Geez.

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Thanks Geezer. Yes we were imperial up until 1971 and then went metric. There was a lot of hoo haa at the time. Now our government want to take us back to the old days, and let us buy wine in pints? I guess my poem was about the stupidity of my goverment ha ha. Ruby :) xx

Give and grow - let's raise our verses together. I'm happy to comment on your work and appreciate a comment on mine.

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