Types: Erika, Ed, Sonnet
Sayeth the Geek Chorus:

Those ugly deeds that pretty fist commits after Sonnet 41, "Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits"

Those ugly deeds that pretty fist commits,
The pretty face disfigured by its blows,
'Tis irony enough to give one fits
When Beauty punches Beauty in the nose!
Beautious he was, until her called her bluff,
Gentle she weren't, nor wont to suffer fools:
The boot, he never fears (for he is tough)
'Til sorely landed 'pon the family jewels.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" --
Or a woman underestimated --
When Common-Sense by Hubris is suborned,
So bitter Truth emerges thus belated:
Her Beauty serves to hide Ability,
His Beauty blinds him to Hostility.

(Apologies to William Shakespeare)

Sonnet 41

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,
Beautious thou art, therefore to be assailed.
And when a woman woes, what woman's son
Will sorely leave her 'til he have prevailed.
Aye me, but yet thou might'st my seat forbear,
And chide thy beauty, and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a two-fold truth:
Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine by thy beauty being false to me.

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