6/27/2025 for 12 lines or less Ridiculous Comparisons Poetry Contest sponsored by Miranda Hawley
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? No darling, verily, I think I shan't. Perhaps, pray tell, the merry month of May? No, I am very sorry that I can't. Aye, a plumber's helper, I shall decide, as when life's business I must attend, you stand at the ready, e'er by my side assuring all things come out in the end. As some make messes long as they shall live, all men must have a spouse who will forgive.
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