Ode to the Steem
A Sonnet by RecursivePattern
My teary Steem, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you hop, soar and moo,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the interview.
Let me compare you to an active lie?
You are more pretty and more amazing.
Strong drought dries the long picnics of July,
And summertime has the wrong houseraising.
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your clear arms, eyelashes and thumb.
Thinking of your eyelashes fills my days.
My hate for you is the fine chewing gum.
Now I must away with a perfect heart,
Remember my good words whilst we're apart.
