Hi Everybody! Here is my first crack at poetry. It was written originally as a joke for a friend and for a whole bunch of reasons, (which don't need explaining at this juncture) it ended up here.

Fraser's Sonnet

Written by:Kelly .D. Fox

Benton Fraser first came to Chicago,
on the trail of his father's murderer.
Ladies swooned over him from the word go.
His girlfriend, I think I will murder her.

He guards his Consulate, standing so proud.
A twelve hour watch must be a real bore!
Yet, he does not blink nor make a small sound.
He's perfect, yet when he sleeps does he snore?

His tunic is red, his eyes are so blue.
His small imperfections, Ray they do bug!
His Sam Browne swells sweet, his hair smells great too!
He does not smoke, curse, drink booze or do drugs!

I'm held by his spell, he must do Voodoo!
I love Ben! DON'T tell me you love him too!

E-mail: frasersgal@hotmail.com