Bare feet standing backwards on doctors scales,
the weighing game; I can't make head or tails,
of how I'm here; dragged from my mother's car
Earlier at the charity bazaar;
I slipped & fell on the church floor, & now,
that's just a mere bagatelle anyhow.
Tonight, I just wanted to escape fast
I truly believed this was in my past,
but the Devil & God fight all the time
all that comforts me is a nursery rhyme.
And so, I sang: All around the pink spire
boys chased girls & ran until one did tire
girls & boys in boxes, the key secures
a bolted lock. True love always endures. © Sia Jane
This is from a famous sonnet to which I don't know and I'm not allowed to know! For class we were given the title, the last words and the punctuation. Ten syllable lines. Fourteen lines. This is what I managed xxxxx endings given: sces, tails, car, bazaar, now, anyhow, fast, past, time, rhyme, spire, tire, secures, endures.