Ah... found the AI version (lol):
Ode to the Charity
A Sonnet by Anon
My Charity, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you faith, hope and love,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the baseball glove.
Let me compare you to a loving will?
You are more concise and more perfection.
Light rains flood the right fields of April,
And the springtime has the white injection.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your nice Jesus, Savior and christ.
Thinking of your clear Savior fills my days.
My love for you is the not puffed up kleist.
Now I must away with a precise heart,
Remember my loose words whilst we're apart.
... ROFLMAO
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY