Sonnet Number One of Twelve
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albadgerFIVE GOALS
a Sonnet by Al Badger
When 2020 dawned I mapped my play:
Do DuoLingo daily; grow my mane;
Lose weight; watch one new movie every day;
And write twelve sonnets ere the year would wane.
My Spanish has improved, like, ten percent!
My hair's too long to fit beneath my cap.
I'm down three stone - an English measurement,
I've seen three hundred movies (Most are crap).
But feet iambic I've not writ at all
In February chill nor April fair;
Pentameterless Summer fell to Fall
And now there's barely sonnet-time to spare.
Perhaps I could persuade you to believe
I'm going to write all twelve on New Years Eve?
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I actually set myself SIX goals this year, but goal #6 was "attend live performances of each of Beethoven's nine symphonies," so, yeah, that kinda ain't happenin.
a Sonnet by Al Badger
When 2020 dawned I mapped my play:
Do DuoLingo daily; grow my mane;
Lose weight; watch one new movie every day;
And write twelve sonnets ere the year would wane.
My Spanish has improved, like, ten percent!
My hair's too long to fit beneath my cap.
I'm down three stone - an English measurement,
I've seen three hundred movies (Most are crap).
But feet iambic I've not writ at all
In February chill nor April fair;
Pentameterless Summer fell to Fall
And now there's barely sonnet-time to spare.
Perhaps I could persuade you to believe
I'm going to write all twelve on New Years Eve?
------------------------------------------------
I actually set myself SIX goals this year, but goal #6 was "attend live performances of each of Beethoven's nine symphonies," so, yeah, that kinda ain't happenin.
