a study toward sonnet t#257 by FisherKingKQJ
And so with you always, I'd lay siege
To citadels, palaces, and castles
Of kings, emperors, emirs, my liege,
All fell to our sabres and taut muscles.
And do you remember our great tussles-
That we subdued Lascaris the august,
Petrion's protostrator best of hustles
Of the countless potentates of bloodlust.
Philopation we reduced mouldy dust
And crowned a puppet ruler in his place,
So please now those spoils to me entrust,
Or any thoughts of you I will erase.
It's agape love of the second crusade,
Or back to the love of a fickle maid.
Or back to the love of a fickle maid.
Or back to the love of a fickle damsel.
Or back to the love of a fickle girl.
{Proof of concept for interactive movies.}