Movies (Sonnet - Meter is Iambic Pentameter)
Those phony shows of phony girls and guys
Those flits just think they're hotshots and heroes
None of those phonies have functioning minds
They don't even have the brain to make odes
A movie star just wanders on and finds
That the doors to his or her dreams are closed
Then the "Great" star breaks to pieces and cries
As their dreams are crushed by relentless woes
I have not appreciated the sight
Of seeing a movie star's depressed moans
My brother D.B. has just taken flight
To a world of phonies and average Joes
He lives in a world that cannot be mine
Which is just a bore, just only a bore