The form is an English Quintain (5 lines, any meter, rhyme scheme a-b-a-b-b) Prompt: "Write a poem that's only 5 lines long about something small":
Pinhead
I have in my possession, though space is short,
a stage where angels might boogie down,
a metaphor for needless points (debate as sport),
when used as insult it's a common noun;
for such a tiny spot atop a pin, nuance abounds.
