a study toward sonnet #450 by FisherKingKQJ
I'd like to do my girlfriend a favour,
She must break a boy's heart in pieces,
Experience first love with no palaver,
Ready for true love with flirts and teases.
He's a mummy's boy in walkshort creases
And sockless boatshoes, his hair bowl cut,
With diffidence the fear of failure ceases,
I myself have kissed her with my eyes shut.
I'll stop my girlfriend from becoming a slut
By lining up a perfect fashion victim
As her first love - he has a small tight butt
In bicycle pants, his fringe meets a whim.
They say we're manipulative lesbians,
When we're really analytic thespians.
(Chorus)
When we're really analytic thespians.
When we're really analytic actors.
When we're really analytic players.
[Interactive movie autocue proof of concept, called: Autocube3]