Did you ever have a line run through your head, over and over again? It might have been something you heard on the news, or in a passing conversation. It might have really not been the line at all, but one that was triggered by the sounds of another. That was what inspired this parody, written for a boy with a passion for Camaros.
I hope you enjoy it.
Sonnet for Testosterone (With apology to W. Shakespeare)
Shall I compare thee to a Chevrolet?
Thou art more loving and less metalplate.
Rough roads do shake the bolts astray
and a three year lease hath sealed thy fate.
Sometimes too hot thine engine winds,
and often is thy bold complexion dimmed
as wash and wax sometimes decline,
by chance of Nature’s unpaved course and wind.
But thine internal engine shall not race
nor lose compression of that valve, by plan.
Nor shall dust brag thou sit in place
When thou for time in fuel lines stand.
So long as men can drive, or wheels roll free,
So long runs this, and this gives pow’r to thee.
Enjoyed it!
Fun! You wrote a good parody, Gayle.
Love it!! Always admire sonnets anyway. . .but this one is good and fun!!!
Clever! I sometimes think about how my dad and father-in-law loved their cars. I think it was a generational thing. We like ours, but theirs was a special pride of ownership.