So, I have been challenged by
theorangemonkey to write a sonnet.
Being utterly bored right now, I have been looking up and reading some sonnets, some from Canadian authors, so from the classics and some totally random.
Here is a random sonnet
Sonnet of a German Spy by Berton Braley (1917)
I wnet to see Herr Puppschen yesterday
And told him how I'd always hoped and planned
To serve the Kaiser and the Fatherland,
And that I wished employment right away.
"These Yankee fools," I said, "are much too gay.
I want to be a spy and take a hand
In teaching them to know and understand
The Kultur that we Germans all display."
"Aha!" he cried, "you have a noble heart,
And you will work for nothing, is it not?"
"Yes, it is not," I said. "I will not start
Until I see the money, that is what!"
He glared at me, then answered with a sigh:
"Well, you are hired--and now, go out and spy!"
Perhaps I'll go to my room right now and work on my own sonnet while waiting for people to call me. meh