Shall I compare thee

To a summers day

No, not sweaty

Not lazy

Let me try again
 

Shall I compare thee

To a fragrant bouquet

Ok, calm down

I didn’t know

You get hay fever
 

Shall I compare thee

To a strawberry gateau

What do you mean ‘disgusting?’

It’s one of my favourites

Actually
 

Shall I compare thee

To an orchestral symphony

No I didn’t mean boring

Or loud. No you don’t go on

And on and on
 

Shall I compare thee

No

You’re incomparable

Wait, don’t leave

It was meant to be a compliment.