Housemate Sonnet

This is my home, hello! Here’s where I sit
You gave the landlord your fun, chirpy greet
You came by, you moved in and you were sweet
Saw your cute artwork, I thought it was neat
Living with you, I never had a doubt
You would do me favors without a pout
Had we a conflict, we could work it out
With you I just never needed to shout
Leaving on a plane I packed you along
We would spend days basking in rays of sun
You’re perfect company to sing a song
But you shifted out and looked for fresh fun
I could care less if we make housemates foam
So dear baby, let’s make this house a home

Man, I haven’t written sonnets in a long time! Well, only when the inspiration comes.

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