Today in English class, we had to write an updated version of Sonnet 116 (Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments) by William Shakespeare.
This is what I wrote:
Don’t let me be rude about OTPs.
According to Tumblr, ships are not ships
Which suddenly sink upon stormy seas
Or fizzle out when Moffat writes the script.
O, no! They are all Starkspangled Banners
That brave season finales and don’t die.
They are the John to every wandering Lock
To canon unknown, though fanfic never lies.
Ships are not Time’s fools, though wistful looks and feels
Within the shipping radar come:
Ships alter not with plots’ sharp twists and turns,
But sail it out unto the edge of doom.
If I am wrong, then don’t kill me just yet:
You are wrong if you don’t ship Mariette.