48. You like it? I will smash it 'til it dies.

There are TV shows that delight in being horrible. Horrible takes different guises. Sometimes there're serial killers that only kill bad people and you're not sure sure how you feel about that. Sometimes the characters are just total chauvinistic jerks that you hate yet want to keep watching. Sometimes the characters and events seem written to squash any hope you ever had of good things happening for or to the people that you love. And sometimes the opening credits are just so entrancing because of the clockwork cities that pop up...well, if you don't know what I'm talking about by now, you won't connect with today's sonnet (Spenserian, by the way)...

  

A fantasy, though lacking in much magic

with few folk Good or Bad; they're all grey tones

and those you want to live have endings tragic:

so far that's what I've seen in Game of Thrones.

With old Ned Stark you placed your heart? Sad groans.

“They won't kill off a puppy!” How naïve.

The fleshing out of hope just leads to bones.

The goal, I think, of this show's to bereave.

But so enthralling, watching this tale weave!

Though fear I getting close to anybody.

I laugh, on seat's edge sit, I cheer and grieve;

such tasty plot that steeps in broth so bloody.

I love the dragons, and that blasted imp;

the best that they can hope for, though: a limp.