Sonnet 18.5

With apologies to William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a winter’s night

Thou art cold and dark and mean and cruel

You shun all out with your fright

And ask not for friendship but a duel

Sometimes a man will comes along

Cool you down and makes you feel

But then will crush you in the throng

Your heart will never heal

I did no wrong you think

Nor did I speak too mean

Forgetting how much you stink

Failing to recall the blows to his spleen

So long as I live to hurt others with my words

So long as I survive, no one will love me afterwards