Today we had to write a Shakespearean sonnet, and I chose to write about our favorite couple! It's very dumb, but I figured someone might get a giggle out of it.
She always breaks his heart in two pieces
He kisses her and she runs off again
Slips away, pizza with extra greases
It's just a humongous kick to his shin.
The poor guy is head over heels in love
All they are to her is the best of friends
They get slightly close, she gives him a shove
Never returns the affection he lends.
How one can love and the other not feel
Is something he ponders all of the more
Her heart is guarded by an iron shield
He can't defeat it no matter the sword.
He will press on because his love won't die
Despite how many times she makes him cry.
Yes… I compared Faxness to greasy pizza. That, my friends, is why I am not a poet. : )