Just one sonnetto (oh), give it to me
Delicious rhyming (ing), from Italy
Tomorrow (oh, you know) will be too late
It’s now or never (never), lust won’t wait
Sonnetto’s aren’t quite what they used to be
You used to hear the adverts on TV
Now rhyming schemes can stir up rage and hate
Here’s one more then, I like to deviate
But don’t forget to slag off rappers, see
Or most traditional forms of poetry
Oh no, they won’t do that, they’ll tolerate
As long as to them it’s no direct threat
Just one brunetto or redhead for me
And while I’m at it, I’ll have a blondie
Fri 19 Dec 2008
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