Rage, rage against the poet’s hardest sell

I feel that I can write a sonnet well.
While sonnets are an easy thing to spout,
It’s really hard to write a villanelle.

By rhyming, any story I can tell:
in couplets, rhyme and rhythm evens out.
I feel that I can write a sonnet well.

But alternately-structured verse is hell.
The poet struggles, juggles words about:
It’s really hard to write a villanelle.

Enthusiasm’s difficult to quell.
An acolyte of Shakespeare, I’m devout:
I feel that I can write a sonnet well.

But triplets are a task on which I dwell,
I’m running out of rhymes, without a doubt.
It’s really hard to write a villanelle.

For sonnets, you don’t have to be Kal-El
to make a super stanza just work out.
I feel that I can write a sonnet well;
It’s really hard to write a villanelle.