11-12-2013, 12:49 AM
This Sunday I asked a girl out. With a sonnet. 'Cause I'm a boss. Here's how it went down 
(also, I still can't freaking figure out how to indent!)
The Original:
http://www.pigpenpoetry.com/showthread.php?tid=12507
Disdain
With boldness I advanced upon the thought
of asking her to be my lady friend.
With head held high I carried out the plot
that brought my brittleness to bitter end.
She eyed the sonnet with an easy smile
and lightly laughed a little while. "Cute!
Alas, I liken thee not worth my while --"
and thus resolved my rash and vain pursuit.
Contempt set in, then absolute disdain.
Madness must've drove me to consider,
perhaps a lapse in function of my brain,
thought her worthy of a bodybuilder!
If she's a sour grape then I'm the Fox.
And anyway, I'd bet she munches box.

(also, I still can't freaking figure out how to indent!)
The Original:
http://www.pigpenpoetry.com/showthread.php?tid=12507
Disdain
With boldness I advanced upon the thought
of asking her to be my lady friend.
With head held high I carried out the plot
that brought my brittleness to bitter end.
She eyed the sonnet with an easy smile
and lightly laughed a little while. "Cute!
Alas, I liken thee not worth my while --"
and thus resolved my rash and vain pursuit.
Contempt set in, then absolute disdain.
Madness must've drove me to consider,
perhaps a lapse in function of my brain,
thought her worthy of a bodybuilder!
If she's a sour grape then I'm the Fox.
And anyway, I'd bet she munches box.
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!

