Yuck! Who wants to read a dumb collection of poetry by some dude you don't know anyways? Originally an English assignment; now a hobby!

Introduction

It's a funny world we live in. Why, just yesterday, (way back when I wrote this, of course) I saw my school's production of West Side Story (a fantastic musical based vaguely on the plot lines of Romeo and Juliet)and saw the "Can I keep him?" episode of Teen Titans in the same night. Judging by the fact that dreamt of going to my high school reunion (which is quite odd considering that I won't be graduating until 2007) and meeting Beast Boy there, those two shows were probably not the best things to see back-to-back.

Errrrrrm…ahem, yeah…

Okay, down to business. I'll start off with the basics, such as…

What the hell is a sonnet?

If you were browsing Mr. Billy Shakespeare's private section before you ran into this, chances are you know the answer to the question. But just in case you're simply a passerby who's wondering who this "Shakespeare person" is, then allow me to explain.

A sonnet is written in iambic pentameter, meaning that every line is written with exactly ten beats per line. No more, no less, people!

There are 14 lines, all with a rhyming scheme of a,b,a,b, c,d,c,d, e,f,e,f, g,g.

And that's all there pretty much is to it, actually. I can't think of anything else terribly pressing for the poem. I might add a different variation of poetry if I get sick of Sonnets, but it probably won't be anything too complicated in form.

So read on, my fellow Shakespeare fans, read on!