Here is the body pent
Absent from him I roam
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day’s march nearer home
Here is the body pent
Absent from him I roam
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day’s march nearer home
When A annoys or injures B on the pretense of saving or improving X, A is a scoundrel.
Blackpool is nothing if not magnificent, and it is not magnificent.
You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.