Concluding Sonnet


Maybe, Jay-Z one of my poems rap.
A line or two Beyonce to adapt
Much impromptu, but like some words on tap.
He could choose some of mine, to be exact.

He may approve if I write about bling.
Amongst his songs, that seems to be his thing.
So mine can include some imagining.
Whereas, in his case, it is the real thing.

Showing off the ring. Showing off the ring.
His clothes cut from the most expensive cloth.
And before my mind on this wandering,
He’s got such a lot. He’s got such a lot.

Such a cool rapper. To him, come easy,
rapping the words; so why not mine, Jay-Z.

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