A poem which does not contain the letter ‘e’
This Lipogram bans
Which may sound absurd,
But find it you’ll not,
It occurs in no word.
As a grain lost in sand
Or a pin hid in hay,
Spy it you won’t
Though you labour all day;
Look as long as you will
But this you’ll not spot
In hiding it stays,
On display it is not.
So study this stanza
And try as you might,
Your hunt cannot show
What is not within sight.
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