I was about to write a sonnet
And use some cheesy 'thou's and 'thee's
But I am still working on it
Procrastination's got the better of me

How hard is it to pen some fourteen lines?
Sonnets are neither difficult nor new
By now I wish I'd done what was assigned
By this point, this poem has long since been due

Three quatrains and a couplet are the base
Of Elizabethan sonnets, more or less
To spin a tale of marigolds and lace
There's not much room to stray or to digress

I guess, through this, that all I've done is stall
But hey, I've got a sonnet after all