The Sonneteer
Once I was a mouseketeer
But now
I am a Sonneteer
With fourteen lines of rhyme
Finding poetry sublime
Creating memories of time
All new and never mimed
That would be a crime
I do this to pastime
With words that
Twist and intertwine
In the meantime
I am thinking of bedtime
Needing relaxation time
This is why I am a,
Sonneteer
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