Somewhat Fixed Broken Sonnet

What spill(s)

Whether which willing 

Vapor, vanishing(s); and ever more villainy

There was a Duchess made King

There was a Shepherd made kinder

Smoke from fire(s) as fire(s) from kindling

This is how we proceeded

How we survived the change(s)

Cities still stand and men still fall

We can talk the while

We can remember the way

Reject the closing door’s closing

We are here, we are here, we are here, we are here

Jay-Z once said, “We might half get kicked out the buildin,” or something like that.