User:Mikoshi/poetry/Sonnet 53
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Sonnet 53
Every sonnet I read I hate so much
No person could be so brutal to write
"Golden poetry with a perfect touch" --
Lame! If I e'er met someone, I'd start a fight!
If I e'er met someone, indeed, like Bill,
Say, Edmund, Philip, Petrarch, and the rest,
Heavenly angels would help fight and still,
I would conjure up every host unbest
Save the worst of them all and attack true,
Never giving mercy to the writers
Of those lousy unfit poems that they do
For I know poets never were fighters...
Ugh, see me now; I fell in their pit
Now I am lousy like the others who writ
