Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Awesomest E-Card Ever

I got a sonnet for my birthday, written especially for me. It a little bit makes me feel like one of those girls in old-timey photos in a lacey white dress and pantaloons sitting in a tree reading a miniature book waiting to go to the ice cream social. I think those women would get sonnets for their birthdays. But probably not as good as mine.


Shall I compare thee to a N'vember Day?
How could that cel'brate you at twenty-nine?
The year retires awash in dreary gray,
while you, soul lively, radiantly shine!

That light, alas, away from I was led,
but distance cannot lessen friendship's bond.
You're sharp of mind, witty, and well-read,
such gifts not often found in tall and blonde.

Flaxen locks are not a saintly habit.
Rest this night from your pro bono labor;
venture out, find golden ring, and grab it.
Drink and dance with men who find your favor!

Assured you age with beauty and finesse,
I wish you, on your birthday, happiness!

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