Sonnet 11
I write this beat and stomp my feet sometimes
The music makes my heart create the chimes
I feel excited and create rhymes
And I clap and feel like its the old times
Now, I smile and and say, “Can I kick it?”
The words have gave me the power to sprint
I look at the calendar and I’m split
And I know I’m ready to eat this mint
Sometimes this rap is too hot to dance to
Though I sit down slow and do not feel bad
I cool down and look at the great skewed view
Though I know I really need something plaid
I know my heart will never fade for you
Because I love you and your big good notes
I shall fight the resistance to break through
And I am now ready with this these boats
So long as I breathe, I will love music
So long live this, and my big cool tunic
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