When
Harry Met Bella
A Sonnet
By
izzy sommers, md
When Harry Mammoth met with Bella Ella
Elephant, there was a spark produced,
Which certainly induced the juice to flow,
The loose change in her purse to glow and lo
Their hearts were merging, surging, urgently
To purge the urge, encouragingly, “Please,
My Bella, please!”
“Oh Harry, not so fast!
I want our things to last and blast until
The moment when Eternity becomes
The present and the past and future merge.”
A streak of lightening struck them both and then
The freezing cold enveloped them and ice
Began to stop the flow of time. Atop
The alps, the couples’ palpitations stop!
THE
END
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