The Night's End

Here I sit, it is late at night And try to write this sonnet Turning on the television just seems right I want to see what is on it Jack Sparrow is at “The World’s End” Although his fate is certain doom My interest is on his sexy friend I love Orlando Bloom I change the channel to find Harry Potter Fighting a dragon on his broom He swallows gillyweed to swim through the water Then finally arrives at Tom Riddle’s tomb In the end, Voldemort meets his defeat I shout for joy, now my sonnet is complete.