How does one write a sonnet? Like, come on.
I’m just, like, worrying about it bro.
What rhymes with “on?” Oh wait, I got it! Tron.
I, for one, am no Shakespere, don’t you know?

Fitting ten syllables ain’t so easy.
This is so why I am not a poet.
My writing seems to be very sleazy.
Better stay in school so I don’t blow it.

Supercalifragilisticexpi-
Woah, too many syllables, that won’t work.
I killed a bee. Now to kill the next bee.
“Next bee” is all that rhymes with “expi,“ jerk.

Finally, the last two lines of the poem.
In bubble baths, I can make beards with foam.