A ten-beat line of verse like Shakespeare wrote.

O lazy poets! Do not fill your lines
With really wasteful words that just fill space
Or words transpos'd, poetic to seem.
The truth is this: like Yoda do you sound.
Yet rhymeless soul-pack'd verse astounds the mind.
It echoes common speech you hear all day
Then surges up to soar with metaphor
And crashes, lashing out with sputt'ring rage.