I have 20 minutes to do this san san thing. Get this, from NaPoWriMo: "TJ Kearney invites us to try an eight-line poem called a , which means “three three” in Chinese (It’s also a term of art in the game Go). The has some things in common with the tritina, including repetition and rhyme. In particular, the repeats, three times, each of three terms or images. The eight lines rhyme in the pattern a-b-c-a-b-d-c-d."
Surf crashes, today the wind is strong,
umbrella by the table creaks and sways.
My spidey sense kicks in, I gather up my things.
Surf crashes, did I take too long
considering creaks and sways, and anyways
I'd just as soon stay put and watch the boat
but the wind is strong, the engine shrieks and sings,
boat heads out, clears the breakers, somehow stays afloat.