3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

{The characters in the following sonnet are imaginary and any passing resemblance is purely coincidental.}

a study toward sonnet #315 by FisherKingKQJ

When you slide in between the turgid flaps
Of your woman, the whole first world grunts
Along with you, and as you palm her paps,
Along with you grunt third world orphan runts.
The Whorled Bank and Onion applaud such stunts
Far from Nigerian mail fraud last will cons;
Far from deposed tinpot dictator hunts,
You groan her footnote Brazilian wax mons.
The nubile bulimic whom you love tonnes
Guides your plum up against her sweet g spot
To tantalise her deepseated neurons,
Your comet cracks dinosaurs on the dot.
Your botox'd vegan babe voices her frown,
From a mudhut they tomtom you the crown.

From a mudhut they tomtom you the crown.
From a mudhut they tomtom you the diadem.
From a mudhut they tomtom you the headband.

[Interactive movie proof of concept.]