The Untold Sonnet

Thy wonder, why thou devouring in solitary,

Let thou hand someone to clasp.

I hope thou won’t mourn,

I hope thou won’t frown.

 I know thou perusing my sin.

Now shut thou dormer,

The letters want thou, only thou to give ear.

Don’t let anybody feel, it thine only.

Don’t let anybody recall.

Veil it from others.

It don’t want to be seen,

 Doer of evil deed.

This memoir never been summoned.

Let it be untold.

The Goat Story

Oh! my little goat!

I don't know, where you lost?

I want you to roast 

I wish you in my throat,

With some butter and toast! 

And now I miss you the most!