The Annoying Sickly Sonnet

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The Annoying Sickly Sonnet by Mina Sanwald

I sit here, at my desk with the feeling of being bored;
My thoughts a mess from the feeling of sickness pending;
I cannot help but stare at the glass of airborne i have poured;
This sonnet i know must be written, for that there is no bending;

I look up online how to write a simple sonnet;
As i breath in and out, in and out, i can hear my breath wheeze;
I just want this sickness and sonnet to be gone, dog-gonnet;
The annoying tickle in my nose erupts to a full out sneeze;

Alas i will never have this sonnet written with my current state of mind;
Desperately i try to clear the disgusting sickly heavy content of my throat;
It is because of skipping class that i am in this horrible bind;
I recite back but what conjures from my mouth is the noise a goat;

Perhaps it would be best if in my room i would remain;
I’m sick after all, it won’t hurt to skip class once again;