Shall i compare thee to a blacksmith's sword strong and sturdy the heart of a warrior slick and shining in a hot fire was forged weilding great purpose you cannot ignore as quick as strikes of lightning in the sky as unique as the child of a mother you cannot face the blade don't even try made with great talent you shall not cover a blade of steel stronger than gravity though heavy it is known to split stone it will drill holes in you like cavities if blades are friends you'll never be alone dangerous it is caring it can be it not only protects, but gives safety
Shall I compare thee...By: Butters Shall I compare thee to jelly donuts? Thou art better and thou art more tasty. The donuts are tasty but are a klutz. Donuts are quite hard to compare to thee. A donut is tasty and delicious. But it is messy, sticky, and too sweet. And the red jelly spills on the dishes. Jelly on your fingers--not very neat. Your red jelly does not spill out at all. That is the perfect thing--You won't die. You won't be able to pass the soccer ball. Terrible your death would become--no lie. Donuts are grand, wonderful and tasty. But donuts do not even compare to thee.
SUNBEAM By Francesca
Shall I compare thee to a ray of light? For even when night’s shadow hath fallen, Thine smile and eyes forever do burn bright. And were thy gaze to ever turn solemn, The sun’s great gleam would be but all for naught. And all the darkness that glimmer devour Would at last thine golden ray hath caught. But even amid the world’s darkest hour, Thou findest some sweet reason then to smile. And doest light into the dark then bring, And the night growest slowly less hostile, Until once more the bells of laughter ring. And so this ray of sunlight truly gleams, Within both her dark and beautiful dreams.
Black Cats: By Ashlyn
Shall I compare thee with a kitty cat? Thou art more sly and cunning than most girls A cat hath manners of a dirty rat Thou more clean for from a cat a hair ball hurls Thine rests but simultaneously sees Everything that comes and goes around Reflexes art sharper than stings of bees Thine never fails to hear even the slightest sound Just like a black cat, thy can cause bad luck But thy is likable and friendly too A bit peculiar inside, thou just struck Hearts with sweet talking words as thy could do By far thou dwells a longer time with friends Though independent, thou helps to the end.