Title: Sonnet 130
1Sonnet 130
2My mistress eye are NOTHING like the sun
3My mistress eye are NOTHING like the sun
4Coral is FAR MORE RED THAN her lips red
5Coral is FAR MORE RED THAN her lips red
6If
snow
be
white,
7Ewww! That is WAY too much sun
whey then her breasts are DUN
8If hairs be wires,
9black wires grow on her head.
10da masks in red and white
I have seen roses damaskd, red, and white,
11But no such roses see I in her cheeks
12And in some perfumes
is there more delight
13Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
If you dont mind me saying . . . You definitely
need a Tic Tac or something, cause yo breath
STINKS!
14I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
15That music has a far more pleasing sound
16I grant I never saw a goddess go
17My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
18And yet by heaven,
19I think my love as rare
20As any she belied with false compare.
21Sonnet 130
William Shakespeare