Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

When month is summer and wind is cool,  Why ought not the senses amuse?  A vagrant fowl of summer pool,  Beating wings for bed enthuse,    Nearby a juvenile on her window pane,  Sings a boredom song,  The light in darkness fell, The night grew longer by the rain,  What trees what  What roof tops shall take his dwell, along Stars illumin depart from the royal bethel,  Young jasmine too sleep in her bouquet,  Night crock was nervous, hungry like lobo,  A vagrant fowl, beating wings fell,    On land and sad himsel!  Heartfelt juvenile felt his breast pain,  O! you red star!  I had years regret and grief, but not a relief, She opened her window light came swift  That point him his way upright to her bed,    And pearly eyed fowl of summer pool so sad,  Rendered thanks to her and felt glad.

How do Crows marry?  And host their wedding parties on roof,  Of archaic maple tree, so fairly  It's like their assembly hall and every- Rook at evening sits there to partake, Have you ever seen? how do Crows marry. To taste, to taste, to taste, this wine...... Do for me, buy for me, get a guy to marry Me. How do Crows prefer their pairs?  It's an amazing scene of action,  They sit in prayers, and share their tears ... Mine friend! have you ever been?  Towards a maple grove; after  weeding, They fly over skies for their honey moon... Over centuries, they hold this order it's so pleasing.  ---Tum tum, just come; among some  Maple groves, they come from different routes, Along the evening clouds, when Luna walks, And luscina seated on rose, flutes. And so forth, a mirth over the lunar orb  And the sky smiles; miles and miles... How do Crows marry;;have you ever seen? Latter, they would rush to maize fields,  Of poor peasant to punder...