Silence
Anonymous Me
Satirical Sonnet
I wonder who did plague the world with thee?
Pity those who labor on the sonnet
Thy wretched line and verse doth torment me
Simile and metaphor doth don it
Thy gaudy dress adorns the lovesick soul
Parading through such tales as Romeo
True love and virtue their apparent goal
My heart doth throng for love’s sweet song sung low
Shakespearian adventure gone awry
Othello and Macbeth did meet their end
The Portuguese in rage and horror cry
No other verse for this one can amend
How grand the world would be if not for thee
The sonnet verse and rhyme is not for me
I wonder who did plague the world with thee?
Pity those who labor on the sonnet
Thy wretched line and verse doth torment me
Simile and metaphor doth don it
Thy gaudy dress adorns the lovesick soul
Parading through such tales as Romeo
True love and virtue their apparent goal
My heart doth throng for love’s sweet song sung low
Shakespearian adventure gone awry
Othello and Macbeth did meet their end
The Portuguese in rage and horror cry
No other verse for this one can amend
How grand the world would be if not for thee
The sonnet verse and rhyme is not for me