Sonnet 130: A Modern Interpr.

International Project in Zagreb, Croatia. International school. Attending/observing English class. Assignment: rewrite a traditional Shakespearean sonnet into a modern version of it.

The sun may shine more than his hair
Cherries are deeper red than his lips
Snow is white, unlike this chest of his
Black hair from his head grows like whips

There are colourful roses, in white and red
But his cheeks hold no such tints
And I found perfumes I love but such dread
I prefer his breath even though it stinks

I love every word from his lips, even though
the Red Hot Chili Peppers may sound better
He is more of a god than any man I know

He may walk quite like a mad hatter
But either way, I love him so
that all of his flaws do not matter