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So basically I got a bit bored, and decided to cook a sonnet all about Day9 up. If y'all like it, then I'll make another for HotBid :D
Art thou a complete and utter baller
I doth wish to take thy hand in marriage
But thou hath many a woman caller
But I would take thee to dine in a carriage
They type of carriage that is on a train
I wish thou would become a pro gamer
I think thou would win if he doth played vs Rain
The streamer Destiny, be much lamer
If thou doth did a TvZ daily
This poor peasant would be very happy
Hath thou ever hath a girlfriend called Haley?
If I look at you, I go all sappy
Day9, thou art my true nerd love, forever
Thou with thy math thesis, art quite clever
 
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Just edited the last line so its better 
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well done, i remember when i had to write a sonnet, it s quite hard to respect the criteria
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Thanks, I remember when I was a kid, having to do sonnets for homework, and taking hours to do them XD
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Thanks, soon I'll start work on my Hotbid one :D
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A good effort, but I will offer some advice on grammar as Ye Olde English does not seem to be your first language. The "thou" in the second line and the second "thou" in the last line should be "thy". Also, the "thou" in the fourth line should be "thee" and the "thee" in the seventh line should be "thou".
As a general rule, "thou" means you", "thy" means "your", and "thee" is used when the person is the object of a verb or preposition.
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Ah, Ok, thanks. I don't generally go round speaking Olde English XD Will edit now
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'Tis no small feat in times so hard as these,
To write in verse, sonnets or otherwise,
A rhyme, so frail, can be some source of ease
A rhythm, twining, sweet soft butterflies
It piqued interest, a state most fright'ning,
And my poor eyes across the text did scour,
A state - unrest - and jeans a tight'ning,
The want of myself made this reading dour
Upon first sight, one really should declare,
I erred, believed I was a fine topic,
Inside it showed not quite so passing rare,
Alas, today, for Sonnet no fanfic
Contrived as I must feel in attitude,
Prithee, attempt verisimilitude.
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On August 03 2011 00:39 Sonnet wrote:
'Tis no small feat in times so hard as these,
To write in verse, sonnets or otherwise,
A rhyme, so frail, can be some source of ease
A rhythm, twining, sweet soft butterflies
It piqued interest, a state most fright'ning,
And my poor eyes across the text did scour,
A state - unrest - and jeans a tight'ning,
The want of myself made this reading dour
Upon first sight, one really should declare,
I erred, believed I was a fine topic,
Inside it showed not quite so passing rare,
Alas, today, for Sonnet no fanfic
Contrived as I must feel in attitude,
Prithee, attempt some verisimilitude.
The true master has arrived.
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On August 03 2011 00:39 Sonnet wrote:
'Tis no small feat in times so hard as these,
To write in verse, sonnets or otherwise,
A rhyme, so frail, can be some source of ease
A rhythm, twining, sweet soft butterflies
It piqued interest, a state most fright'ning,
And my poor eyes across the text did scour,
A state - unrest - and jeans a tight'ning,
The want of myself made this reading dour
Upon first sight, one really should declare,
I erred, believed I was a fine topic,
Inside it showed not quite so passing rare,
Alas, today, for Sonnet no fanfic
Contrived as I must feel in attitude,
Prithee, attempt verisimilitude.
Like Trozz, but more hardcore.
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EPT
