Sonnet On Who I Love (Drunk) - Poem by Josh Brabender
How I'd find it grand to write
A poem to one that I hold dear
But a poem like that is out of sight
Because I have no one like that I fear.
If I did, I'd write of my love
For her and how she makes me feel.
I'd compare her beauty to that of a dove.
And with this poem, her heart I'd steal.
Since I can't write it, all I can do
Is write of how I'd write of her.
And how it would make her fall for me too.
It would be a great poem sure.
And since I do not love someone dear,
I'll just continue to love my beer.
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