A Spanish form of poetry, the huitain revolves around the number eight – there are eight lines in the poem, and each line contains eight syllables. The rhyme scheme is ababbcbc. That’s all there is to it!

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I teeter on the rocky edge
The brink is sheer – but far below
I see another, smaller ledge
On which stands someone else I know
I hear him shout, ‘Why worry so?
For even if you fell, you see
You’d still have quite a way to go
Before you fell as low as me!’