Sonnet #81 by FisherKingKQJ
The car's at the garage for a repair
I'm sitting on a steel bus shelter bench:
At a larger than life ad poster I stare,
Bemused by the rain and hail drench.
I let an Air Singapore hostess fix
My troubles: visas, hepshots are niggles,
Her dizzy smiles, her buxom cuddles nix
My heart into realms of pouts and wiggles.
Barefoot, arm in arm at the Thinith feast
We walk across red hot coals for Kali,
European ideals giddied by the East
In her supersymmetric features rally.
Air Singapore hostess you're a dream,
A rich chocolate Haagen Daz icecream.
{3D interactive chorus:}
Air Singapore hostess you're a dream.
Air Singapore hostess you're a fantasy.
Air Singapore hostess you're a reverie.