a study toward sonnet #428 by FisherKingKQJ
[Characters in the following sonnet are purely fictional and any passing resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental.]
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Starchie's got a slygrog still in a flat,
The Newtown police station next door,
That constables can't canary a rat
Or bypassed gas meter is pretty poor.
A toast to Starchie, the scamp I adore:
He flavours with caramel and vinegar,
He tweaks forty gallon drums to pour
The spirit into flasks for pub or bar.
Our runty son is bound to go too far-
He's resigned to a bedwetter health camp
He's stuck a hose on his noodle not to mar
The strawfilled mattress with tepid damp.
The little pisser won't get between us,
Starchie and Cat, bootleggers in nonplus.
(Chorus)
Starchie and Cat, bootleggers in nonplus.
Starchie and Cat, bootleggers in perplexity.
Starchie and Cat, bootleggers in standstill.