You know you're hot I mean you're smokin' There ain't nothing you not got While I'm sitting here tokin. While I'm on this trip You've got the nicest eyes, But the greatest hips. Man girl, do you even try? I can[t wait till you dance So I can come join you Your perfect beauty put me in a trance While my heart you slew But wen I come off this journey All I've said is BS; baloney
An anti sonnet, like William Shakespeare's Sonnet 130