I've realized sonnets are not for me
Though I wish I did love
This form of poetry,
I'll leave it to the men who symbolize a glove.

Maybe I could try
This magical form.
If Shakespeare did it, so can I.
I just need to brainstorm.

Ow, maybe not that.
It hurts my head
And I always fall flat,
And now I just feel like going to bed.