^To quote David and Maddie, "WE HATE IAMBIC PENTAMETER!"
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It's easy! You just have to count on your knuckles.

D'anna.
Colonel Tigh, a rumor thick as dewy fog
Doth foretell of a Cylon armada
Near on the fleet for imminent attack.
What say you to the rightness of this tale?
Be it fair or foul? Are we yet prepared?
Tigh.
I speak not to disprove what you now say,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
A Cylon attack stands as imminent
Twenty-four hours of every bone weary day,
So it is that our tired fleet never sleeps.
So it is that our DRADIS ever sweeps,
Our duty an ever vigilant task.
Now is no different than the day before
Or the day ahead, except now the wait
Likely bears war fruit 'stead of sterile seeds.
The Cylons have made first move, yet we stay
Focused on threats of continual dread,
The death and destruction that dog our heels;