How she loves to hear his elements of honesty
Sonnet 130, a poem of excellent academy
Never resorting to exaggeration or philiosophy
Man I studied thy poem for the night, only one
And by god amongst pre 1914, it shone
Only because of its incredibility, it was beyond
A light year of your work William Shakespeare
I had formally renown this piece, now to hear
A generalisation of words, to great to hold near
Indeed sir William, you be not harsh at all
Yours faithfully, Antoinette Marshall |