A crown of sonnets: quite a daunting feat
Perhaps I should give something else a try
But I can't let this crown go incomplete
I do not want to be that kind of guy
Unless that guy is Batman; that'd be sweet
From my own pit I shall attempt to rise.
I shall become a scholarly elite.
And if you disagree, then damn your eyes.
I'm really, really, very super tired.
These sonnets must continue, nonetheless.
Until I make the effort that's required
At my potential I can only guess
I hope to end these sonnets with a smile
If I must leave, I'd like to leave in style.
(The first sonnet can be found here)