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untitled (Sonnet) by starkfister
it's all about the sonnet yo
we all know that's a fact
one that is very well backed
it's something we all know
I promise this one will get better as I go
The heretics are placed upon the rack
Then stuffed inside a brown sack
And tossed into the currents flow
Cause sonnets are certainly the shit
They have an allure hard to resist
As appealing as a virgins tit
As you engage her in her initial tryst
And if you act like a stupid git
I'll reduce you to a cloud of mist
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