Tis Sonnet Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

This sonnet is a poem,
Without rhymes, yet a poem.
Four words on each lines,
Written between eigth pm to nine.
Without figures of speech, it i lay.
Jovial clouds, to write it, under I stayed.
Without forms without words,
G O U R D is spelt gourd.
This sonnet is without mood:
With sad heart i wrote this book.
This sonnet is not actually mine,
But was written by my hand.
And see now, how by it you're enticed.
This poem tells so many a lie.
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Poet's Note: As inspired by Ian McMillan. Just feel like playing with my pen. Uuh!
(A poem A Day For The National Year Of Reading)