No clue how to write it in the meter.
Can not flow as the buzzing of the bees.
Should it be about a man named Peter?
Or the puppy's companion fleas on me?
Writing sonnets have messed up my thinking!
Have I no talent for the masster piece?
My thoughts disapear as if deleting.
this is messing up my personal peace!
Poetry police are taking me away
This writng has shamed the art of poetry.
Coming to take me away today.
This ends my career and salary.
Forever to be my last sonnet,
No more to ever make you vomit
ha i got a brain fart when i sat down to do my lit. homewrok and this sonnet is the result. I think I should turn it in, do you?