The Poem About Itself (patent pending)
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This is a poem,
about itself.
It's not about a house,
or a car or a shelf.

For it to be long,
there should be a lot to write about.
This seems to be making a loop,
I'm starting to have some doubt.

Will anybody like it,
or will it be a waste?
I really don't want to write,
in too much of a haste.

By writing this poem,
am I breaking the fourth wall?
Will I be forever imprisoned,
in the bad writers' hall?

I don't think the poem needs an Easter egg,
but you can never be too sure,
Should it really be just a poem,
or be hiding something more?

This poem's got a decent length,
I think I will stop.
Writing a poem about itself,
is something I hope nobody can top.

Just kidding! That was a joke stanza,
there's still stuff left in the lore,
in the poem that was about itself,
get ready to withstand more!

So pranking the reader,
a mission now complete!
Should I teach this poem now,
to use Facebook, or to Tweet?

I'm running out of space on the page,
which has ruined half the fun.
So now I think what I should say is,
"I hereby declare this poem done."