Coxy said 'Let's get tuit!'

He wanted us to get

A basket for our fruit.

To him I owe a debt:

For he gave me a rhyme

Which meant that I did not

Need to spend too much time

Composing this dreadful rot.

darkhorse expressed some joy,

a genius did lament.

With Coxy did we toy,

Voting for, and against:

Rules can still be fruity.