Day 27: Prompt to write a sonnet. I took Shakespeare’s Sonnet 4, line 8 as my starting point.
High Maintenance
So great a sum of sums yet canst not live.
So early in the piece and you are broke.
A girl like her with many charms should thrive.
New this, new that, that which stands bespoke.
The smartest clothes, hats, shoes, newest trends;
I struggle to keep up, to keep this girl in style.
She began as she meant to go on, high flying at the week-ends
And when not partying hard, checking out the mercantile.
She has never in her life made do; high maintenance.
She tries her best but she cannot do a millionaires’ mile.
While I, it’s true, am trying to introduce some measure of prudence.
I am working very hard at setting up an easy come, easy go profile.
So it had to end; it’s been going too hard, too long to overcome.
I can no longer pay her bills; she is too great a sum of sums.
Benita H. Kape © 27.4.2019
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