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The Uplifting Sonnet - the Shakespearean Sonnet Hath Arriveth
Go look up the original sonnet called An Uplifting Sonnet. This one's called The Uplifting Sonnet because of the fact that it's actually much more Shakespearean and it flows better strangely. Rock on and pen on, all! I hope this verse is thrilling. P-soup me if you appreciated this fancy sonnet or just comment or whatever floats your demented boat! ~Written by Davey_Wavey_Rox37 =) It's not my real pen name, but whateverz Mineth ear hath heard thee charming music, Thy splend'r sounds formeth steady accord; Tunes blend compliantly—therapeutic! And this tune—it stabs me with a sharp sword F'r through singer, thou wilt findeth talent To findeth thy fantasy 'ere it dries Squeal with joy—just liketh new born infant! That hath his gift of uplifting thine eyes Heareth what sounds turns crowd's woe to cheereth Mine ears hast heard thy voice—is it songbirds? Are thou awaken'd by sounds of feareth? The desires I hath reap'd entic'd herds! Ears grasp its wanteth to releaseth grace, Draws attention to what they hear—embrace!
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