7th February 2014

Sonnet 88

Our bard's latter day incantation's light:

It's seen online, not put out there to scorn,

But with two men and a woman who fight

Will out.  It's not porn - real sex gets forsworne.

Was Will passive/aggressive acquainted,

So directed to make it history -

And does that leave the sonnets attainted

Like a needy lover's stab at glory?

It's been 400 years, but still he's too

Evolved to be all me me me ,not thee;

Dangerously deranged - what punters do:

Munro-bagging for a dive in Loch Me.

    Male/female interface where we belong -

    A Laydeeboy's machismo can't be wrong.