a sonnet collectively written by my eighth period class

poetry

Why do I love you?
You have the key to my heart.
Fo’ lyfe I’ma call you mah boo,
Even when we’re apart.
You are more beautiful than a rose,
You always look so sexy.
Even when you pick your nose
I know you are my destiny.
To me you never lie,
You always speak the truth,
as sweet as apple pie,
You tell me I got spinach in my tooth.
Your love fills up my heart,
Thank god you can withstand my farts.