Here is a sonnet I wrote for my Intro to Poetry class:
The Snakehunt Festival
The carnival sets up its fun filled rides
The lights are bright, and games are loud
A person just wanders from side to side
And he has the look of being proud
The hunters bring their prizes in
To be measured and weighed against another
They hope the grand prize they win
to be able to brag and boast to each other
The vendors set up their booth so bright
The beer and music flow out of the saloons
Booths stay open late at night
Everyone hopes to have fun lit by the moon
Officers take the rowdy to jail
and you dimly wonder if they will make bail.
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