Assistant number one? That would be me.
The owl over there is number two.
Survive for ninety days, and we'll call you
Officially assistant number three!
Experiments are running constantly,
And Princess Twilight needs a steady crew
To help maintain and keep things smooth and true:
You'll mostly sweep the floors and prune the tree.
Adventure, though, around here never ends,
So wild I sometimes wish we'd never come.
But no. That sort of thinking just pretends
The air around her didn't always hum.
Besides, to live our lives without our friends?
Ignore me! Get to work! I'm being dumb!
Short, sweet, and very, very Spike. It's nothing short of amazing how well all the characters come through in your poems, and how well the forms you chose support that.
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Thanks again!
I knew from the beginning that I wanted Twilight to do a Shakespearean sonnet, so going Petrarchan with Spike just seemed natural.
Mike