Sonnet #11 by FisherKingKQJ
Trapped beneath the rusty grate
I faced up to new plight.
I'd licked the maize grain,
I'd lapped a tempting bite.
I'd dreamed a wicked flight
From Cerberus' glower
And morbid yapping skite:
In corner bunk I cower.
Autumn's the apt sower
Of a bonfire loosed leaf.
Daisies hide muddy scour
With white and scant sheaf.
Love and love now amass.
Can I her frown compass?
{Holo interactive chorus.}
Love and love now amass.
Love now collect love and.
Gather love and love now.
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS