Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Perhaps a date in late July or so?
Admittedly, I wished you’d come and stay
but now I tire of you and wish you’d go.
Thou art as stifling as the summer air
and twice as suffocating as the heat
Like grass so dry and scorched beyond repair
so too the death of love is near complete.
Thou art as clingy as my drenched T-shirt
You hang upon me with your putrid stench
I fear it may come off as rather curt
but I am sick of you, you awful wench!
The summer soon will end and turn to fall
I pray you, too, will leave and never call.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, A Birthday in April - Shakespeare
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22 comments:
Oh, this is excellent, LM. I do love a parody! The lines almost trip over one another and the mood is very playful in its mockery.
This was hilarious. Every line offered up a juicy little tidbit. loved it.
Cackling! I love it!
This is wonderful! You did a great job with the sonnet form. The iambs tend to trip people up, but you've mastered it.
Ha, ha ha! This is so cute
I LOVE this!! This was exactly the poem I had in mind when I read that particular quote in the list! Thank you for fulfilling my desire to read one as such! :)
Terrific response LM ~ That summer heat can be so stifling and unbearable ~
I am so ready for this sonnet and that one day in July when she just might hear and leave. Each quatrain is perfect parody. I cannot even wipe this silly grin from my face! A+!
guffaw! get outta here, i'm sick of you! love this.
heh-heh 'drenched t-shirt', 'stench' heh-heh ~ love it :)
Lola, couldn't stop laughing at the visual of the drenched T-shirt, it works in so many ways!!
I also picked telling a lover to shove off, but yours is in a beautiful poetic form, and it certainly is All Will... great stuff, Lola, just great. Amy
Ha! Love it! Gotta love those summer flings ;)
You got me giggling aloud all through. Loved it!
Bril-yunt! Loved this.
Love this. I made me giggle. There are those who are a summer's day in August and I wish them gone from their heated pestering.
Oh, I love this. You did it so well, Ms Mouse.
K
snickersnort!
Leaving a whole ton of crumbs for you Mouse ... this delightful poem deserves them.
Bravo! Standing ovation to the death of love sonnet! I so enjoyed this and really did laugh.
SO cute and funny, Ms Mouse. I love the Bard Owl, too, wherever you found him.
I thought I had posted this, then thought I hadn't, then wrote another comment, I think.
O well, two kind words are better than none, or something like that.
K
This is wonderful. Has me with a big smile
Chuckling along with everyone else. Just delightful.
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