a study toward sonnet #444 by FisherKingKQJ
I was cool on the thought of a blind date,
I would minimise butterfly attack,
I wouldn't reveal anything intimate
To supply her ammo for full on flak.
No awkward long silence, no drawback
Faux bravado; she was cute-as-pie nice,
A woman to paper over a crack-
My mobile phone mightn't cut the ice?
I took the call in the street in a trice;
She was natural and forthright and polite,
She offered me her lemon cheesecake slice,
Her tapping toes signalled goodnight.
She was critical, but in a nice way...
She has a girlfriend for me in hearsay?
(Chorus)
She was critical, but in a nice way...
She was critical, but in a nice manner...
She was critical, but in a nice style...
[3d interactive movie autocue, called: Autocube3]