Today I've written one hundred sonnets.
I must admit that I'm proud of myself.
I didn't think that I could stay on it
maybe someday I can fill a whole shelf!
What should this sonnet be written about?
Surely some grand subject is in order;
number one-hundred is special no doubt!
Such a poem need be filled with great ardor!
I could write of a great epic hero
or a tragedy of young and true love
or a genius who feels like a zero
and yet I fear these are all over done
Alas! I see in my adventured haste
my one-hundredth sonnet has been a waste...
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