Ode to Mediation
There exists a conflict between parties
They think that no solution can be found
They pay an attorney hourly fees
What will they do? To the court they are bound
The judge sees them fighting like two children
A severe lack of communication
The judge suggests ADR with a grin
The parties decide on mediation
Each party describes their own perspective
After understanding the other side
They brainstorm ideas that are corrective
Voila, an agreement both to abide
A solution where both parties have won
And now the mediator's work is done
So I know it isn't all that good but it is all I could come up with in the time, while pretending to listen to the prof and making faces across the room to other bored classmates. Bonus points for anyone who knows what seperates this sonnet out from others.
They think that no solution can be found
They pay an attorney hourly fees
What will they do? To the court they are bound
The judge sees them fighting like two children
A severe lack of communication
The judge suggests ADR with a grin
The parties decide on mediation
Each party describes their own perspective
After understanding the other side
They brainstorm ideas that are corrective
Voila, an agreement both to abide
A solution where both parties have won
And now the mediator's work is done
So I know it isn't all that good but it is all I could come up with in the time, while pretending to listen to the prof and making faces across the room to other bored classmates. Bonus points for anyone who knows what seperates this sonnet out from others.

5 comments:
I'm definitely not getting any bonus points on this since I first thought it was an ode to meditation, and I was very confused how this was relaxing at all.
I can't read.
I stopped reading the "Ode" after the first line because I was bored and didn't know what "parites" were.
My ode to Furry:
You're ugly.
I hate you.
Stay in Paris.
Why the heck is Jake in trial ad with me?
I still hate you.
Your blog is burning my eyes
Oh c'mon it isn't that bad. Besides it brings together my past, my past, and more of my past.
Black and Yellow/Gold are the colors of my:
High School, go RAMS
my College, go Oles
and
My favorite university team, go Hawkeyes
Besides if it is that bright that it is burning your eyes that just means your silhouette will be that more present.
Why the heck does my comment say it's anonymous? I'm totally being robbed of hatred.
I'm with Mona. This blog is ugly. Now I really like my Ode.
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