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
