Friday, April 22, 2016

Summers Sonnet 43 (Ode 2)

Summers, how do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee for thy flat beer
I love thee for thy dearth of cheer
I love thee for thy lack of service
Why do you make me so nervous?
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