WILL DONKEY (To General Zod): I can see Spenser's influence on your poetry.

Amoretti III: The Sovereign Beauty
BY EDMUND SPENSER

The sovereign beauty which I do admire,
Witness the world how worthy to be praised:
The light whereof hath kindled heavenly fire
In my frail spirit, by her from baseness raised;
That being now with her huge brightness dazed,
Base thing I can no more endure to view;
But looking still on her, I stand amazed
At wondrous sight of so celestial hue.
So when my tongue would speak her praises due,
It stopped is with thought's astonishment:
And when my pen would write her titles true,
It ravish'd is with fancy's wonderment:
Yet in my heart I then both speak and write
The wonder that my wit cannot endite.

compared to:

Yellow Star Red Star Blues
by General Zod

Yellow star you give me the blues
I have powers but often forget what I do.

Red star over the land of my birth
where a man must toil to earn his daily worth.

Yellow star shine on into that good night
light my path and embellish my sight.

Red star were I marched my armies of right
swabbing the decks as planes take flight.

Yellow star give me powers I must not abuse
I need to use my gift the best way choose.

Red star bathing my sunset so sweetly
sitting by the campfire loving Loretta so discreetly.

Yellow star in the land I now call home
smoking home grown grass so we all can get stoned.

Red star in a land so far far away
forty years gone and I still miss it every day.

Yellow star I recite my poetry near and far
busking with Dirty Mike, he plays the guitar.

Red star in that land up to the north
where I made sweet love to dear Sally Forth.

Yellow star made my crops grow so fine
smoking my harvest with a bottle of wine.

-G.Z. 2019