A Sonnet of No Name

A SONNET WITH NO NAME a) Twisting - tangible all within my grasp . . . b) Mystical - just a mere lisp of a word . . . a) Captured - beheld such liken to a clasp . . . b) Never such a beautiful sound like bird . . . Sorry I have lost it with this verse - Lets finish with something else . . . c) Harken - yee cometh into my strong arms . . . d) I yiven you gifts - and bestow yee more . . . c) Cometh ma leof - I will seeth yee no harms . . . d) Oust thy sorrow - cometh in clos’ the door . . . e) Settled ma lass - I mea’ yee no alarm . . . f) Oft fine table - for you - all yee can eat . . . e) I yiveth all - In yiveth my most smarm . . . f) Settle ma lass – I yiveth yee na gleet . . . g) Once nigt’ waned - the lass wer' quite settled . . . g) Layeth forth - lass - cometh yiveth yee metal . . . I hold no responsibility for this "Shameful" attempt of a - "Sonnet" . . . Was written while eating my bag of chips - sat on the car "Bonnet" . . . ; ) And "Yes" I did check the "Syllabels per line this time . . . : ) Indiana Shaw . . . (*-*)