This is great!

I play with sonnets in my own style, but I kept this one purely Shakespearean for you!

Love Poems For Prizes

Who is this man I see across the block?
This one who offers prizes for my love;
He even claims it is fine if I mock,
The concept and the mastermind thereof!

I write for pennies, maybe twice a dime,
A vapor steam mist in this crowded storm;
So I will peddle, sell off my good rhyme,
Through metered verses that stay true to form.

I see you reading all these words aloud,
To hear yourself speaking my skillful art;
You might say now I sound a bit too proud,
But tell me, Roberts, did I win your heart?

This may get nothing, though if I'm denied,
I'll vote myself up to be satisfied!

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