Author's Notes: Well, I'm venturing into a new fandom, Beauty and the Beast, for one specific reason. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANNAH! (For everyone else out there, let me explain. This is my birthday present to Hannah. I know she loves the Beauty and the Beast fandom, and I have therefore ventured out of my comfort zone to try to write this for her. But shhh, it's a surprise!) This is written in the form of a Shakespearean Sonnet, and if you think it sounds odd, that's because beyond just holding to iambic pentameter, I tried to write in at least slightly Shakespearean English and avoid modern slang. My apologies if it's difficult to understand.
Jellicle-in-the-Box
When in a mirror I do choose to spy
Methinks there's naught to me beyond my face.
And though, to win the love of Belle I try
I can't believe I'll ever leave this place.
I try with all my heart to love this girl
And yet my temper I cannot contain.
When in her presence, I feel my lip curl.
All while I know her fear will bring me pain.
Each day the red rose drops one petal more
I know my chances here are running out.
I'll never be the man I was before.
Our love was doomed the day I first felt doubt.
Perhaps I should give her the library;
Her love of books may change to love for me.