Let Me Tell You Bout The Nerd And The Bees

My Famous Favorite Poet, One day, I'll write like you own it. Your gorgeously written sonnet, Mines are like bees in my bonnet. Words hum dimly and don't brighten, Yours float high, and they enlighten. All my poems acquire honey, They buzz about sounding funny. Each of your sonnets shines like gold, With words that glow, so all behold. My poems hid inside a beehive, While yours outside gets a high five. I hope to write like your sonnet, Honeyed butter like Bluebonnet.