Chant Royal Displayed

Chanting sounds like nagging but the voice
Chant Royal entails eleven magnificent lines
Surprise! Only one line repeats
No rhyming word repeats by design
Poetry seeks to please, to enchant
Building within framework completes
a poet’s labor, adds stability
Steady accentual count imbues tranquility
If you’re clever, you’ll sound like Immanuel Kant
But do your best to demonstrate humility
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

Each stanza’s eleventh line: a chief choice
Poorly writ, it often undermines
Crafted with precision, it competes
with other poems and shrewdly shines
Turns a withered verse into a resurrection plant
Elevates poem’s standing to superior elite
But bitter writes the poet who chooses with debility
Whose dullard lines only chafe in muddled liability
Are you that witless bard? Pull up your pant
and demonstrate poetic capability
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

The rhyme scheme serves as a literary joist
What feels disconnected, like a puzzle piece, aligns
Instead of scattershot verse, use rhyme to secrete
Any jagged edges so that each combines
Like wine from an ewer, let the words decant
from your fingertips, overflow the sheets
What was feared impossibility
By super-hero virility
Becomes sublime descant
In all its diaphanous fragility
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

Another feature you must not foist
Lest doggerel bolt out of your rhyme confines
Accentual verse, nay wicked, but sweet!
Set forth the rhythm, dressed to the nines
A trick to use when you want to implant
A rhythm, a swagger, a high-step with your cleats
Clapping and snapping with variability
Rocking your booty and all your facility
Hold nothing back, grandiose, not scant!
A wondrous asset: your verbiage motility!
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

The fifth and last stanza; let’s rejoice!
Butter up the Zwieback, pop open the wines!
Revelry money’s repaid if you keep your receipts
I’ll hang pink balloons if you’ll post the signs
The rhymes are all queued, not one to recant
Like clockwork, you’ve kept unstressed and stressed beats
Now comes the time for a touch of hilarity
But mind your manners, wouldn’t want incivility
Although on your head, a wreath of laurels I can’t grant
Your poetic prowess earns respectability
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

The envoy, so stanza-like, but it’s bitty
And mayhap, witty, too. I’m fond of its versatility
Its refusal to be cowed into Can’t
With half the lines of stanza, it boasts sensibility
Voila! Success belongs to you: a chant

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A reminder of what I add to the beginning of each stanza as I’m writing it:
a-b-c-b-e c-d-d-e d-E
1a-2b-3c-4b-5e-6c-7d-8d-9e-10d-11E

And I kept this list on another page for reference, crossing out words as they were used:

A-Voice : choice, rejoice, foist, hoist, joist, voiced,

B-Lines: fines, mines, shines, signs, wines, declines, confines, aligns, resigns, undermines, design combines, nines

C-Repeats: beats, eats, secretes, streets, sheets, treats, fleets, cheats, cleats, feats, greets, heats, depletes, elites, deletes, receipts, backseats, competes, completes, suites, sweets,

D-Stability: fragility, hilarity, capability, debility, virility, bitty, facility, humility, tranquility, liability, variability, impossibility, incivility, motility

E- Chant: ant, can’t, pant, plant, grant, rant, scant, decant, supplant, recant, transplant, enchant, implant, Immanuel Kant, Ulysses s Grant, descant