Lolita Sonnets

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Please don't read this if you have any taste in poetry. Or sense of prosody. Hypercatalectic lines abound. But I was bored and thought someone else out there might be too.

Sweet

I'm such an OTT Sweet Loli that
even AP is too bitter for me.
So I sew my own clothes, printed with cats
in tiaras and unicorn puppies,

and roses with wings and parfaits that purr,
and marshmallow fluff on bubblegum pie.
I sew so fast my hands are a blur.
I work up a Sweet sweat as my fingers fly.

Until one day I slipped. My toe hit the pedal,
but under the needle was skin, not skirt.
As I felt the first cold sting of metal,
I could tell that this was going to hurt.

My arms are a mess. I look like an emo.
Guess I'll have to switch from Sweet to Guro.

Trolling

I'll admit it; I love Behind the Bows,

It pains me a little bit to say.

It's a bunch of garbage, so heaven knows,

Why I stalk the site every Saturday.

Flame wars and the Great Replica Debate,

fatty-chans, brand whores and anti-hijabs.

I don't think I've ever seen so much hate,

but I sit there and swallow it up like its gobs

of my favorite ice cream. I even went

so far as to post. (And I should mention,

that week my secret got the most comments.

I thrive on negative attention.)

Our frilly fairy tale has a plot hole:

For a bunch of princesses, we really are Trolls.

Halloween

A Lolita costume on Halloween

is hard to pull off, whoever you are.

From maids in cosplay to Lolita queens

in Trick or Treat skirts by Baby, the Stars

Shine Bright. There's a lot to consider.

It should be cute, but it also should be

goth, guro or aristocratic, or

scary enough to make little kids pee,

when they knock on your door, baskets in hand.

But I just got AP's Sheep Garden print,

which has a border of baby ewes, and

although it's too sweet, I want to wear it.

I'll buy a half-face mask that's not too ita,

And go as Silence of the Lamblita.

Meta

What Lolita has to do with sonnets,

I must admit to ignorance, although

I suppose the word does rhyme with bonnets,

Which makes this poem a Meta show.

We don't object to things Shakesperian

(like the Juliette of J et J.)

Though we tend to prefer Victorian,

Rococo or kawaii for day to day.

You can write poems while staying up all night

to order a lucky pack from AP,

or recite a verse in between each bite

of strawberry cake and sip of sweet tea.

Now that I consider sonnets anew,

I see they're as Rori as Tea Party Shoes.