Sonnetography

Day-27 NaPoWriMo 2019
Prompt: Shakespeare's Sonnet's "Remix"

I have taken a few lines of Sonnet 130 and did my best to find some semblance to this madness :D 

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

The power of eyeliners was unheard

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

Silicon implants were not in demand.

Coral is far more red; then her lips red;

There were no brands like Chanel or Dior

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head;

That style needs no penny but a hefty dollar.

But no such roses. do I see in her cheeks;

Beetroot supplement couldn't bring that pink

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks;

Some minted mouthwash would have done the trick.

And yet by heaven. I think my love is rare

Oh, Sire! Centuries will come and go, no match for your love compare.



Participating in: NaPoWriMo-2019