My Favorite Song
From the crackling speakers comes
a wailing voice
and pounding drums.
My favorite song.
With my fake guitar in hand,
I take the stage;
I'm in the band.
I start to play.
Question
This poem contains—
Responses
end rhyme
end rhyme
internal rhyme
internal rhyme
end rhyme and internal rhyme
end rhyme and internal rhyme
no rhyme
no rhyme
