A Sonnet to My Moose



A courtship with my antlered friend,

this, my love at first sight.

I know my obsession won’t end.

I prevent it with all my might.



A tall, bellowing, brown, antlered moose,

my singular of many meese.

And why shouldn’t the plural of moose

be the same as goose, whose plural is geese?



Because, when I decide to choose

my moose over meese, he will be

the tallest and loudest with big hooves,

and he will offer his back to little me



So that I may use his antlers for rest,

and be his Queen of the Forest









Kind of silly and imperfect I know. But I love meese. ^_^ So I wrote a sonnet to them.  It isn't a Shakespearian sonnet though. I had a hard enough time getting everything to sort of rhyme let alone trying to get iambic pentameter in there.   By the way, the typical rhyme scheme of a sonnet (such as this one) is ABAB, CDCD, EFEF, GG. So tada! One of Yoyo's *few* rhymig poems. ^_^

~Yoyo