a study toward sonnet #900 by FisherKingKQJ

So breaking up with him highlights the waste
Of time and effort you shovelled into him;
I guess it's fraught with bitter aftertaste,
But he's long gone, with me you're now grim.
The habits that your filters used to skim,
His signalled promiscuity, and bad hygiene,
Quips at the rich, disabled, lewd, or prim,
Are not worth one second's what-might-have-been.
Dry eyed, you've insanely cluttered my scene,
Discovered me on your long list of friends,
Who cover their ears now you're vengeful mean,
Because a two way street ends where it ends.
You used to love his warts and charming fault
Immature bluster shapes your shrill assault.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 fault
o $10,000,000 error
o $10,000,000 shortcoming

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #899 by FisherKingKQJ


Versus my background in style and manners
You tried to make me say that I loved you;
Voiding stark confessions, garish banners,
Your lips I tenderised with kiss and chew.
Both innuendo and white lies I'd eschew
By private show of my lustful craving;
I wrapped your thighs around me as a clue,
Quick and mumbled words you were raving.
Your pure heart for my heart you'd been saving,
Over my face your brown locks did cascade,
Your scratchy nails my shoulders braving,
Still standing, I thrust at where you were splayed.
You're so annoyed that I won't shut you up-
Some other man should whistle you his pup?

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 up
o $10,000,000 high
o $10,000,000 skyward

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #898 by FisherKingKQJ

I don't mind being subjected to your crush,
You've hinted broadly that we'd make a pair;
You can't hide under lovey dovey mush,
I won't wed a man for whom I don't care.
You looked messed up by your dad's cancer scare,
And stop work meetings also took their toll;
You were much too distraught to set a snare,
I chose to pity your poor, wounded soul.
You've taken love too serious, on the whole
You've shaken melancholy for gumption,
Where burning calories remained my goal,
I'm an angel in your dream assumption.
A harmless loser who's aweful doing sex,
I stomach you when nothing else will vex.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 sex
o $10,000,000 coitus
o $10,000,000 fornication

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #897 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm tired and no longer gracious when gamed,
The sick world leaves me with red eyes dry sore;
Third world injustice by hysteria is framed,
And honour downsized with biases yore,
And perfection engorged by more and more,
And master skill confused with some good luck,
And truth mixed into white lies, bagged in-store,
And good entrapped by muddle, murk, with muck,
And knowledge laid low by context and pluck,
And strength by drugs unduly built to power,
And virtue softened by threats of a ruck,
And faith leaned on at last resort with lower.
You, my honey, can enchant these millstones,
Nuance of love can tap them into milestones.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 millstones
o $10,000,000 deadweights
o $10,000,000 sinkers

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #896 by FisherKingKQJ

I was scared that it might seem so trivial,
If I dumped you for hobbies, for games,
Which is why I made the scene convivial,
A neutral coffee shop for no naming names.
I've felt alone, did well to quell my blames
Consider you not such a bad old stick,
Twinges of desire for you are rude shames,
I could make love to you fast and quick.
But moving on girls' night out did the trick,
I've left those t shirts of mine you wear in bed,
To make your next man's anxious neck crick,
I've filched the bras that put me in the red.
Sure, I've left some books to pick up later,
Random loneliness I can thus well cater.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 later
o $10,000,000 afterward
o $10,000,000 posthaste

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #895 by FisherKingKQJ

Pick out which is my worst physique feature?
I hide my knobbly knees with lengthy hem,
Our wardrobe mirrors the oddest creature,
Hooked nose, big bum highlight a rough cut gem.
I'd like to spit there some self loathing phlegm,
The problem is I've found a chick who stares-
I shouldn't out of hand or brusque condemn-
As she's not lesbian, she envies my wares.
My glowing line free skin stirs her secret tears,
She'd cut off her arm for my pale blue eyes;
I'd chop off my leg for her small lobed ears,
I've sobbed alone, aware of her firm thighs.
You've posed a barb as some goodnatured joke,
I must leave you - if you can't lie, then stoke.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 joke
o $10,000,000 gag
o $10,000,000 wisecrack

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #894 by FisherKingKQJ

Things that I believed would last forever
Moulder, rust, ferment, peel, rot or crumble;
There, Time manages to grandly sever
Me from you, though we're ever so humble.
What I thought would be our final rumble
Is some rigged match, we roll on the punches;
Can love win over where we totter stumble,
Are shaved points as good as inside hunches?
Humour is what now saves us in bunches,
And count in safety nets and lightning rods,
And airbags, too, which spare us sharp crunches,
Then, sudden death is merely meagre odds.
My love, you're magnetic as chequebook ink,
In memory banks prove a drawcard link.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 ink
o $10,000,000 dye
o $10,000,000 paint

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #893 by FisherKingKQJ

Looking back, I note that he seemed simple,
Too honest by far, speaking loud his mind;
I was much impressed with his chin dimple,
His taut six pack, wide chest and small behind.
For all the gifts and times he was too kind,
Not once did say he cared, not once flatter,
Nor did he raise his voice or small fault find,
For a time I thought that didn't matter.
I gawked long at this delicious platter,
Who wished to give up being an architect,
Life was far too short ran his offhand patter,
I heard with love, would no remark dissect.
But my friend stumbled cross him in girl porn,
So pretty, monied, and for one thing born.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 porn
o $10,000,000 filth
o $10,000,000 smut

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #892 by FisherKingKQJ

I put down with contempt my sweet girlfriends
For sleeping round, when I myself have slept
With lots more men, the number countless pends,
More than both added up if score were kept.
One time my partner churn was highly stepped,
Rounding out the figures long last as fifty;
With rubbish chat up three rubes were fast pepped,
Weekend motel proving timeshare thrifty.
I'm shrewd, none can pull on me a swifty,
Lewd rumours I deflect with screams or foil,
Hairstyles that can change my face come nifty,
None but noone can my wished white wedding spoil.
Chick in my mirror in looks comes up short,
She spreads her legs quick, whereas I'm a fort.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 short
o $10,000,000 close
o $10,000,000 near

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #891 by FisherKingKQJ

I've watched islands sink and atolls arise
Out of mischievous, moontide guided sea;
I've seen newish buildings stricken out the skies,
For brand new buildings more a cup of tea.
I've viewed regimes slam juntas trying to free
Undone by secret agents who double;
I've witnessed science backtrack its special plea,
Pose that brain cells grow back without trouble.
I can vouch you smile when sad as rubble,
Else frown at me when often overjoyed;
You've gone whole days in one humour bubble,
East-north emotions in between deployed.
I fear most that a melanoma sprout,
Then turn the you I much love inside out.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 sprout
o $10,000,000 bud
o $10,000,000 germinate

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #890 by FisherKingKQJ

It's good that all of us here are married,
Singletons are circumscribed and doxy,
Those laggard souls for some reason tarried,
Can by neutral words still be damned proxy.
We two became one, her charm, my moxie,
And people close to us called us a pair;
Mindreading sometimes strikes us as poxy,
Intruders take risks in our mobile lair.
We're an inspiration, breath of fresh air,
And we ask better halves what they permit,
For support we do search, before we dare,
Compromise cheap living, pity hermit.
We take certificates saying we are we
As hot baths, merging slowly in the glee.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 glee
o $10,000,000 ecstasy
o $10,000,000 joy

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars as lead punter!
Paid work for everyone at your local cinema!
Teamsters affiliated!

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #889 by FisherKingKQJ

You're all about empowering, slick technique,
And keep a ruthless track of our orgasms;
You trivialise sex with your twisted tweak,
And misconstrue my tremors, tics and spasms.
Between us you cleave silent, deep chasms,
Though making love is full of groans and sweat,
I don't, I won't square up as prior phantasms,
For your exams and punishing style vet.
You think of yourself highly, the safest bet,
Must look deep in my eyes without a blink,
It makes me feel unclean that you're upset,
Think you keep score of orgasms not in sync.
But I must sue for peace - accept the pax,
I'll scout some confidant whom you think lax.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 pax
o $10,000,000 lacuna
o $10,000,000 truce

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #888 by FisherKingKQJ

Time slammed you virtually as it rammed me,
I've locked you younger in long term recall,
We're client and patron, very close to free,
We're orb and links, now, later, chain and ball.
Time scrambled me fast greywhite tresses small,
Late gambled you quick crepe mottled hands,
Both sudden, standalone; thus threads the Fall,
That Serpent cobbling roughly fitting glands.
Time screws coiled three sixty radical strands,
Round its hex rod, hex nut Tower of Babel,
While round and round I click to your demands,
Bickering small things in which we dabble.
Lines to keyed you, black as one stacked rainbow,
Like greenbacks, pause for luminescent glow.

(Chorus)
o $100,000,000 glow
o $100,000,000 aura
o $100,000,000 halo

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #887 by FisherKingKQJ

That ideal boy for you will have his flaws,
Please bear with me a while, don't strike me out,
So after three months, not three dates give pause,
If I'm trash by then it removes all doubt.
Give me the chance to let you calmly scout,
I'll lay coats on pools so your shoes dry land,
And I'll break into your car while you pout,
And I'll hold open doors on your demand.
I'm only human, you must please understand,
I shan't stir coffee with a dessert spoon,
Or tip busboys two per cent cash in hand,
Or wear socks with boatshoes on wet sand dune.
I love you, held back by your rare genome,
With trial and error I'll stack proteonome.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 genome
o $10,000,000 blueprint
o $10,000,000 design

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #886 by FisherKingKQJ

It's painful being stung, best to sharp afflict,
As I seek out on purpose the wrong man,
Want of apt words, I'm a dating addict,
Spend cosmic effort for contrived elan.
He'll do now, I say as if that's some plan,
Once more, he's that sex buddy in my bed
For someone else meant, born of wrong clan,
Compulsive dater, likewise quick to shed.
I've nickel and dimed myself into dread,
How could I stoop to some casual caress
Of bland you, o why haven't you now fled,
Cancelling my carefree with your careless?
You nod yes darling, deaf to keep the peace,
But you can marry now me as you please.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 peace
o $10,000,000 calm
o $10,000,000 serenity

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #885 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd name self love one thorough sin or flaw
Except that society thins it widespread;
I can draw from life, glammed up or raw,
Once open mongrel, now elite inbred.
Who doesn't have an ego hugely fed?
Despite one's ugliness perceived or real,
Despite one's beauty overglossed or read,
Will not peruse mirrors with muffled squeal?
To you my friend I now must appeal-
Is beauty interchangeable with youth?
Can old suicides and murders ever heal?
Is shrugged resignation a nod to truth?
I ask that you're coarse applying airbrush,
My love loves me for me improved to hush.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 airbrush
o $10,000,000 dither
o $10,000,000 gauze

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #884 by FisherKingKQJ

You're nice enough and as you'll do for now,
I've got myself a romance on the cheap,
At least I don't have to smirk or kowtow,
Your few demands aren't difficult to keep.
But I've made some imaginative leap,
I've seen a girl that you plain missed as good
For you and your ways; on the quiet I weep,
As I don't love you whereas she sure would.
I want to chase her, I know that I should,
Explain our passionate, yet heartless deal,
I'm driven by fear, court misunderstood,
As loneliness squeezes so hard I'd squeal.
Avoiding real love, it's rejection risk,
I've played you well, and yet wait for a frisk.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 risk
o $1,000,000 chance
o $1,000,000 possibility

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #883 by FisherKingKQJ

The movie theatre owners all hired me
To stand by their screen, and slow explain
The storyline and characters as may be,
Because folk can find my wife's nods a pain.
I love her dearly, but her simple brain
Leans on my sellotaped specs, my grey shock;
Why she calls me professor of food chain,
I wear a blue dust jacket on the dock.
I love blockbusters much as my own cock,
In this one, heavily tattoo'd ex cons
Climb into some trash compactor stock,
And end up in a world of all mod cons.
To get my better half's gold heart to stop,
The cowboy busks front of the lotto shop.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 stop
o $1,000,000 cease
o $1,000,000 finish

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #882 by FisherKingKQJ

It's strange that though you're not now here,
I think of you more than when you're present;
Lying out of sorts and sleepless both sides where
I yearn for signs of shrewd presentiment.
Are you now tailing me by spycam prescient,
Paid nark or favour for a favour mates?
Are your credits for fights built up and pent,
My belches and nosepicks the saddest states?
Then, I think sometimes we miss old time fetes,
Much better that we downsize some the bed,
King size to queen scale, so risk knock of pates,
By your bedlamp your book to me loud read.
I love your looks down to lightest atoms,
You'll always be my shrewd trove of catoms.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 atoms
o $1,000,000 jots
o $1,000,000 particles

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #881 by FisherKingKQJ

We sensed tidal wave sourced lilting ripples,
We kicked past overhangs and flit swimthroughs
Clustered pink and yellow sea squirt nipples,
Touched bowgun metal bronzegreen in its hues.
The Liberty wreck houses schools not crews,
As moorish idols, gropers, stingrays swoop
For handout coldcut satay, gulp their dues,
To pop ears we tweak either airhose loop.
At sunset, a shrill macaque monkey troupe
Strung hammocks high round yellow coconuts,
For shaved ice, papaya vodka in a stoop,
Said Bedaulu in deathmask got high on ruts.
In our cycle rickshaw droop the goggles,
Sea horses and luck which our love boggles.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 goggles
o $1,000,000 eyewear
o $1,000,000 spectacles
http://www.libertymedia.com/

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #880 by FisherKingKQJ


I loved you heaps, that I'd broadly hinted,
My chin tweaked softly by finger and thumb,
Almond shaped, dark hazel eyes now glinted
Mischievous in conquest, I felt less glum.
By sensuous kisses my mind was laid dumb,
Lingered gloriously, entranced at my navel,
Avoiding tickles, my mind seeking plumb,
I cried out in joy, as spasms lead unravel.
My heart caved in, my soul kept its gavel,
You stroked a tress, to locks you lent a thrum,
I felt your parched lips and tongue well travel
Decolletage, throat, and neckbones in sum.
I cried out twice, thrice in spellbound rapture,
Your tongue idled either earlobe capture.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 rapture
o $1,000,000 fervour
o $1,000,000 passion

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #879 by FisherKingKQJ

True, I hide behind my reading glasses
And makeup, I don't know myself that well;
What I know is that my love amasses
Round sweetest you, as myriad thoughts dwell.
You use me as your shield, your doubts so quell,
When she moves roundabout adjacent space;
They smirk at you for past yielding pellmell,
No effort on her part, you giving chase.
You'd give up half your goods just for her face,
Not pretty pretty, more, lovely like mine,
There lives the quandary that scrolls my case,
Should I become her with my heart and spine?
I blow you fuzzy memes along palm kiss,
While she heats up your adolescent bliss.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 kiss
o $1,000,000 buss
o $1,000,000 pash

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #878 by FisherKingKQJ

As if stones skimmed off a surface tension
Of ocean water, seconds do flit cross,
Circling ripples quick by plumb declension,
Tomorrow, yesterday, today stacked gross.
Between the generations, love's at loss,
As funny sad playing out its nought sum game;
Much of a muchness is embalming gloss
As truth relies on neither praise or blame.
Although our youngest children first lay claim,
And perfect you exists outside spacetime,
Cheap plastic surgery and glivec tame
Immortality through the cusp of prime.
I've loved our detour, I've pulled that lever,
We'll scrape into heaven, through forever.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 lever
o $100,000 handle
o $100,000 switch

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a study toward sonnet #877 by FisherKingKQJ

Times like these, I remember your namesake,
My pain causing grope of your male cluster,
Misunderstanding rather than mistake,
Your condemning then forgiving bluster.
Though we're companions now, free of fluster,
And urgency, foreplay stands as bookends,
When overtired neither can sleep muster,
Our sustained eyecontact our true love sends.
Dessert and d'oeuvres, blowing in your ear wends
Down to nips, as you hug me, part flaccid,
Down to strokes of forearms, elbow vein bends,
Then my fingers frame your face posed placid.
I search the mirror for those signs that tell,
On my own curves my querulous eyes dwell.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 tell
o $100,000 portend
o $100,000 signal

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a study toward sonnet #876 by FisherKingKQJ

They say there's nothing new beneath the sun;
You're bits of girls, I'd nod that much true,
A rotor face card swirling, you're the one
Whom hindsight fans the sundial overview.
My love, somehow those Bhuddist sailors knew
Those hemispheres of far and distant parts,
That ying yang kitchen sinkhole corkscrew,
Help me map clockwise, anitclockwise charts.
Queen of Hearts, guide three dimensional arts,
Cube in early men's scroll tower of Babel,
With just one thousand people our search starts,
When raj Nimrod roused by lots a rabble.
We act as if love is new, as we're rubes,
God's gates now open top of piled dice cubes.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 rubes
o $100,000 innocents
o $100,000 novices

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Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars as lead punter
in this sword and sandals spectacle!
Paid work at the movies for everyone!
Teamsters affiliated!

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #875 by FisherKingKQJ

Lord, just forgive Catholic church sinners,
And Santa Bear, they know not what they're doing,
Since they're beggar losers, wealthy winners,
I pray for peace, love and evil eschewing.
Fake Messiah Steve is scarce worth ballyhooing,
Stuff cargo cults of plaster saints and beads,
He's got the bigger room, that's what I'm booing,
He lords a shrine to poofter Satan's deeds.
He ponders loud most blasphemous of creeds,
Believes that virgin means hermaphrodite,
For him my razorwire and flame heart bleeds,
Nurse Marie, crisis team, pooh-poohs aggro lite.
O Father, keep Steve from my girl with skill,
I'll flutter heavenward from One Tree Hill.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 skill
o $100,000 aplomb
o $100,000 dexterity

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a study toward sonnet #874 by FisherKingKQJ

Prison chaplain taught me great deeds of piety,
Cheek tattoos of hop leaves hinted vocation;
I might soon swill back hoicks at society,
Three years lag is no sweet, wangled vacation.
Cheek tattoos of grape leaves same location,
Post laser beam burns will show my calling,
Then, I'll spit booze with no provocation,
For cash which me missus shall find galling.
She's back on the game, but with clients stalling,
While she shrivels up in flush menopause,
The cruellest disease, which leaves her bawling,
She must wear adult treasures and some gauze.
Thank you for pimping for quids me missus,
Pals thick and thin, however straights diss us.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 missus
o $100,000 lady
o $100,000 wifey

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a study toward sonnet #873 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd like to point out that I'm your girl slave,
Adore your methods, anything you're doing,
And leave behind tact for brazen and grave,
To start anew the slow burn of heart wooing.
I'd like to do more whining and less cooing,
Point out mistakes, then supply easy fix,
Bring upon myself others' ballyhooing,
It would mean that I override and nix,
Your insightful, sharp, self improving mix.
You're bold, quickwitted, court calamity,
You say half dozen where I'd mention six,
Your losses spread through equanamity.
I slaver for you as your sounding board,
Then stack your memo notes, as if a chord.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 board
o $100,000 liner
o $100,000 plank

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a study toward sonnet #872 by FisherKingKQJ

Hard cross on my shoulders is my passion,
Whereas you tarry goblins, imps and sprites;
Cat o' nine tails is your new world fashion,
When anything not preached by my Pope bites.
You say that you're Christ in your schizo flights,
But my flock knows you toast stale ergot bread,
I forgive your old taunts and pre-loaded fights,
I'm Christ the lamb fish - get that in your head!
You harrowed Lake Alice, you want to wed
Our favourite ash blonde crisis team nurse,
Deemed Mary Magdalene in good light shed,
Blue eyes and china skin can seem a curse.
You save yourself in your dishwashing glove,
It's me, Christ flatmate, vetting her in love.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 love
o $100,000 amour
o $100,000 dote

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a study toward sonnet #871 by FisherKingKQJ

No secrets could between us two be spilt,
Intellect, spirit, soul, heart joined one;
And I possess his body without guilt,
Despite all this time, as if we'd just begun.
Luck certainly has its part in our fun:
First time I stumbled on a cleavage stoop,
Preferring still then artifice to shun,
He was enthalled by its enlarged droop.
I lean on pillow piles, manly flesh snoop,
Panther like, in undies tight, he paces,
Admire the muscle ripples his thighs troupe,
And his shiny black hair, no grey traces.
I've kept him caged in my adored boob trap,
Without deceit, pranks, or agog mishap.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 trap
o $100,000 net
o $100,000 snooker

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a study toward sonnet #870 by FisherKingKQJ

I don't question motives of your actions,
You're free to travel wherever you want,
Firmness stands as one of your attractions,
To patronage your tiny smiles are wont.
I don't envy you your fame as a savant,
Your foresight and insight I cannot plumb,
You're understated short of nonchalant,
I shan't bleat that you make me feel lonesome.
I'm you're research assistant, shortchanged glum,
I book your diary, and sort all your mail,
Smile diplomatic close to feigning dumb,
I'm your coir welcome door mat without fail.
I dream myself sleepwalking up to you,
And dumping on your cranium doggie do.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 do
o $100,000 muck
o $100,000 squit

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a study toward sonnet #869 by FisherKingKQJ

I went to Doctor Cheung for my back twinge
And ying yang comfort as a nine stone geek;
Some doll plying acupuncture and syringe,
Her freckled face thought my case not so bleak.
Although I chose to turn the other cheek,
I was always a sucker for ghost white calves,
Like hindi, negro freckles, on the peak,
In doggie bags she sealed deer velvet salves.
Then, two thugs looked to vent their safety valves
On me when I skipped down one dark alley,
This body builder, made of better halves,
Scared them off care bicep flexing salley.
My love is stringier than a body chart,
Her huge thighs threaten, fatfree lamely part.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 chart
o $100,000 diagram
o $100,000 map

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a study toward sonnet #868 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm surprised that he's let me get this close
To lovely you - I thought he'd set a trap,
I know that I'd be careful who I chose
To be near you, bar rumour or mishap.
Maybe, he's tired, just woken from a nap,
I can't imagine him betraying sweet you,
And for now he's too dozy for a scrap,
Our buddy buddy friendship isn't new.
Believe me, I've tried scoring with a slew,
Played up artifice and surface lustre,
But as we walk hand in hand this avenue,
I wish some shrewd plan I could now muster.
I know that I'm relaxed with his sweet girl,
Your eyes beam joy, blank notional lip curl.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 girl
o $100,000 broad
o $100,000 chick

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a study toward sonnet #867 by FisherKingKQJ

It seems a shame that what you say and do
Is forced up by what you do or don't eat;
I watch you gulp it down, or slowly chew,
Or nibble on the run, white as a sheet.
In wintertime I know your snow from sleet,
You anxiety binge on the grossest stodge,
Through bulimia cracked anorexia beat,
Your hesitant sniffs telltale where pukes lodge.
Myself, each dose of flu I cheerful dodge,
With vaccine tablets conquer freezing cold,
For you my pasty toothpick, rosy podge,
It's yourself once removed that you so scold.
If your metabolism wasn't shut down,
You'd burn up calories but not your clown.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 down
o $100,000 lower
o $100,000 nether

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a study toward sonnet #866 by FisherKingKQJ

Some poets do brag that you'll live forever,
In their fine verses, when you're surely dead,
I scroll mine with hexes now and ever,
Consider else weak liars, at best ill bred.
You're beautiful you when all is judged said,
You do that pretty pretty with some zest;
When I gaze at a cat who's smug well fed,
She does a good cat in ninth litter best.
Burnt library of Alexandria false quest,
Love won't be cracked by embryonic rabble,
Come read my blueprint, ancestor impressed,
Sooty dice cubes, cryptic tower of Babel.
As sculptor, I chip out your magic thread,
With hex nut motion beauty is round read.

(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 thread
o $1,000,000 hair
o $1,000,000 line

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

SPADES HEARTS DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #865 by FisherKingKQJ

Where would I be without a friend like you?
You pecked me on the cheek, quickly rolled me
Into the taxi, primped in place my hairdo,
And pulled my microskirt down from a pee.
I've caused my daddy's great apoplexy,
On one twenty four hour blast I married,
Bought freemason signs tattoo'd apogee
On my bikini line, this stranger harried
On some disco dancefloor, who then carried
Me half awake cross to some private booth,
Where for polaroids we lewdly tarried,
I flashed my red eyes, he bared his gold tooth.
If shouting drinks on my credit card maxed,
I'm sure that by my friends I'd not be axed.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 maxed
o $100,000 capped
o $100,000 peaked

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a study toward sonnet #864 by FisherKingKQJ

I sniff me glue heaps, as a public stunt,
Out of plastic bags on Dominion Road,
I wear green para fatigues of a grunt,
With ex-con in-fighting I can't be blowed.
Once, cherubs rapped an ancient hiphop ode,
As I sliced cloud puffs near the pearly gates,
And Judas Iscariot first up timely showed-
St Peter and he charging out mates' rates?
St Peter was adjusting leap year dates,
Then Judas tried to lasso me straight in,
Was optimism one of his hidden traits?
I danced a jig reflecting on my grin.
Through my grin two pedicurists looked,
And so on slanty eyes I ended hooked.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 looked
o $100,000 gazed
o $100,000 stared

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a study toward sonnet #863 by FisherKingKQJ

Some colours are designed to draw one in,
Same colors are resigned to force one out,
My love, you've been in either neither bin,
Young, old, they both evaporated drought.
Stale nectar or off pollen gives us clout,
Such ambiguity is posed by flowers fed,
Some wasp by cider is changed into lout,
Some honey bee by wine is turned into dread.
The honey bee in wax its own well bred,
The wasp in paper its own swell nested.
Between those two inspiration light shed,
Our bookmatches so bound, so attested.
My sweet, you dwell mawkishly on gloom,
And yet you're still my only sugared bloom.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 gloom
o $100,000 murk
o $100,000 shadow

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a study toward sonnet #862 by FisherKingKQJ

Man on stilts yelled, Throw me something sister!
While we swooned gospel field holler Mardi Gras,
My girl flashed large boobs as one head twister,
He stumbled onto floats, sure creole faux pas.
In brash rain, since she was wearing no bra,
Her nipples stiffened through her pink tank top,
Her eyes shone with tears of joy upbeat salsa,
Bloody marys stirred veins, we braved bebop.
Old US Mint struck us jump, skip and hop,
And Andrew Jackson's bust was cold bas relief;
I sipped mango ice, she slurped lime snow slop,
Then outside second line flushed out my grief.
She kissed me with her sweet king cake lip gloss,
Green, gold, and crimson sugars made her boss.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 gloss
o $100,000 lustre
o $100,000 shine

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #861 by FisherKingKQJ

A nurse asked me my name, I said Dave Trout,
Sergeant of Hells Angels Auckland charter;
If you ask me I bend the rules and never flout,
I'd guess before my crash I joked smarter.
Doctor thought that I was a nonstarter,
Look at me now, plate in skull, screws in leg,
Homebrew for heads I can always barter,
Next door poofs give up their rent for a keg.
My dobermann Jess I've trained to whining beg,
My mamma's seventy, squeezed out ten kids,
The death's head lifestyle I cannot renege,
Near our fireplace rests my next hog on skids.
One day, my missus and I will roar free,
Whoosh down poofs with thirteen hundred cc.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 free
o $100,000 liberated
o $100,000 wild

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a study toward sonnet #858 by FisherKingKQJ

So you scooped me up in your stroppy arms,
And kicked ajar the door with a bootcap;
I was in love with your sidewinding charms,
And marriage now seemed it could be a snap.
Against your nape my tongue began to lap,
Signals of love left your bicep twitches,
Yes, we were two snakes in a single wrap,
Your tongue flicks on my skin sexy itches.
As your bites were weighted for no stitches,
Golden true love was our worthy foison,
Previous partners would remain past glitches,
And my venom canceled out your poison.
There was a glittering triumph in your gaze,
Knocked off by surrender in blackened glaze.

(Chorus)
o $100,000 gaze
o $100,000 beam
o $100,000 view

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a study toward sonnet #860 by FisherKingKQJ

Beneath the midday sun, midnight spotlight,
You're like a fisherking who shades clock dial,
Six shadows pitchblack, six shades grey slight,
You're like a trump ace, your suit is court smile.
The avatar who's thirteenth for each court file,
In baker's dozen, you're crumbs of free feed,
If there's a doggie bag, you're off meanwhile,
If there's a shortfall, you round out our need.
Of cute hairdos, pageboy gets best decreed,
As you're not rotor drawn like a face card,
Your face by shades is shaped to trail or lead,
By curl fringed is soft, ponytailed is hard.
O love, your blonde hair, when twisted in braids
Or bun reknits your bones in subtle shades.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 braids
o $10,000 ropes
o $10,000 twines

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a study toward sonnet #859 by FisherKingKQJ

Rose, bogus schoolgirl in gym pants had nous,
Wrapped round her pigtails, forced me to come;
Sue, ersatz milkmaid in a blue checked blouse,
Got me down on all fours against her bum;
Liz, faux red cross nurse made me drink red rum,
Climbed on me, physio'd my painful spine;
Cass, manque belly dancer gave my hams a strum,
In left field hummus mixed my spunk to dine;
Storme, phoney hot rod chick flagged our start line,
Swished me to pumping with a piston lube;
Claire, sham french maid to far out took her shine,
Stretched over me, so framed, plopped out a boob.
You're foulmouthed, sugary, mischievous, tease,
Bright, perky, feisty, you play what you please.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 tease
o $10,000 hint
o $10,000 overture

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a study toward sonnet #857 by FisherKingKQJ

I heard the solemn brass burr of his zip,
My cotton dress slipped down around my feet,
He gripped my triceps, took care not to trip,
I sensed between us two a building heat.
He slowly raised his piercing eyes to greet,
My fervent eyes, small hairs rose on my nape
And lower arms, our breathing shallow and fleet,
At arms length he appraised my hourglass shape.
His dry kiss on my brow felt like soft crepe,
I nodded that he grab and hold me tight,
Each gentle, sexy squeeze of his I'd ape
With one clench of my own, we shared blindsight.
On my eyelids I felt his cool silhouette,
Onto sheets we did a toppling pirouette.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 silhouette
o $10,000 outline
o $10,000 template

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #856 by FisherKingKQJ

I value your portrait for its backdrop scene;
You're a bundle on the colour of money;
I'd bank on your bust burnt on green screen,
Many times duplicated, my sweet honey.
In such private vaults, my eyes get runny,
Industrial or De Beers large diamond ring,
It's got your colour rose, that's so funny,
I show you off in mere zirconium as bling.
Inverted snobs, how we habitually cling,
Aware jewels are dag cheap not at all sparse,
No miner need his sooty black hands wring,
As gems are instant spun from microbe arse.
Unknown you I love, as a white gold bar,
You're priceless pretty, none else makes par.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 bar
o $10,000 ingot
o $10,000 slab

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a study toward sonnet #855 by FisherKingKQJ

Julio, read this ethereal psychic message...
By Doctor Laksi I've now been reassigned,
Rip into my thoughts your own sad presage,
This mental postcard for poor you resigned.
One smidgeon of my knob was redesigned
My clit, cock skin rolled into this pancake,
With chisel and grinder my hard face refined,
My testes, my pole, chucked away as fake.
Our clandestine relationship being at stake,
Thought I best stump up hammer and sickle,
Monosodium glutamate sized heartache,
Tuktuk take, chow vampire bats with pickle.
So, I've done overtime on the red light game,
We can be such and such in all but name.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 game
o $10,000 match
o $10,000 play

{Your lantern jaw/Stuck in my craw, thought Julio aloud.}

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a study toward sonnet #854 by FisherKingKQJ

You stroked my thighs lightly till I was moist,
Kissed my decolletage and throat and nape,
My green ruche satin dress began to hoist,
Your organ inside me felt like suede or crepe.
Then, you thrust back and forth your fleshy grape,
I strived not to lapse into screamed orgasm,
Pulled in my nails, which had started to scrape,
Felt you blow inside me, in womb core spasm.
Between us, there was much less of a chasm,
Although, since I'd never stopped loving you,
I sobbed and kissed you in mutual miasm,
How could I have envied your girls in lieu?
Why did I let Daddy call you old and wild...
When you're kind, patient, cute subtly styled.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 wild
o $10,000 errant
o $10,000 maverick

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a study toward sonnet #853 by FisherKingKQJ

O, my heart, I must leave you for my sweet girl,
Mount my trusty steed or else mountain bike;
I love your goodbye wave and red bang twirl,
What is there in you that some man can't like?
For you, my hypocrisy, for her, my first strike;
Hairstyles and shadows can shape you twins,
You cuddle a toy dog, while she tickles a tyke;
Thus, my win-win excursion now begins.
As she shaves where you wax your comely pins,
Between two damsels I shall never pick,
I smile my luck, and your oblique chagrins,
As cogs and gears change smoothly on a click.
The long way here is handsfree fast and steep,
The short way there is stopstart, plod timekeep.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 steep
o $10,000 abrupt
o $10,000 ravinous

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a study toward sonnet #852 by FisherKingKQJ

I've just entrapped a boy with whom I click,
Though I'm only going to play me as me;
In past times, I've been fey and pretty thick
By trying to mould myself as a queen bee.
I think that I know his type down to tee,
Dowse inner self and outer self at odds,
Substantiate what my loving eyes can see,
His moving lips moist nectar of the gods.
Then I'm tuned in by his inviting nods,
His words conjure a cottonsheet oak bed,
Fine dark cognac, and with my impish prods,
Sweet nothings french as mellifluously said.
He wants me in bikini top with cute shorts,
And sneakers, though I'm not out of sorts.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 shorts
o $10,000 bermudas
o $10,000 cutoffs

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a study toward sonnet #851 by FisherKingKQJ

My spelling out that auspicious moment
Pushed you away, you looked tearfully aghast;
My clipped tone of voice invoked the foment,
Put fear between us and our mutual past.
My eyes are dry but my heart is downcast,
It's a long list of good times I'd need erase,
The shared remembrances so very vast,
My love stayed true, as everyone says,
We thrived in summer nights and winter days.
Gods and guides of tarot, scry and astro,
Please forgive me, and correct my mean ways,
With the whimsy charm of Cupid's arrow,
My jealous words gild now, without rephrase.
By zodiac signs well timed procession,
Shield my love from envy rid possession.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 procession
o $10,000 movement
o $10,000 shift

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a study toward sonnet #850 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm bringing you back your cute little pet,
Serve penance for belittling his disease,
He should've been off sooner to our vet,
Distressed bald by miniature crowds of fleas.
I'll ask your forgiveness on bended knees,
For tandem optimism and lassitude,
Expecting strife to get better by degrees
Of self healing, elsewhere given lattitude.
Deja vu drives sense near your altitude,
It prints a frown on your sweet baby face,
Coins symbols for which you've an aptitude,
I see a spat about fleabombs and mace.
He's fluffy white, between us, on a beach,
But dare I say, his bum requires a bleach.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 beach
o $10,000 littor
o $10,000 strand

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a study toward sonnet #849 by FisherKingKQJ

Sweet plea bargain as that would-be rapist,
My landlord's locked up in the loony bin;
He made such a botch of hives as apiarist,
Myself, I've seized the garden with a grin.
Hard ten out the pen sounds forever kin,
I've bought in cherubs and gods of my own,
And taken their dear prices on the chin,
On arches grapevines wild and twisted grown.
Bright monarch butterflies have shown
A taste for my bulb dangling swan plants,
Iron Butterfly herself might've singing sown,
In Golden Age of Hollywood prior rants.
On terracotta flagstones with skip and hop,
I kiss the frames from your two dollar shop.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 hop
o $10,000 jump
o $10,000 leap

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a study toward sonnet #848 by FisherKingKQJ

You could call it sick - I like to compete,
Will even risk true love, which is a safe bet,
And tempt girls with a boy mine complete...
No tuned in girl has snagged him in her net.
My open heart and open mind sure get
My boy standing by me free of fluster;
Not so great news for rivals newly met,
Amazons clammed by my filibuster.
Love's inward hope tied to outward lustre,
Else serene mysterious, though never wrong;
Love's sometimes this silver knuckleduster,
That joins up megameek with superstrong.
Their pigeonholes soothe the Galapagos,
My boy hints that I'd be galled at a loss.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 loss
o $10,000 deficit
o $10,000 negative

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a study toward sonnet #847 by FisherKingKQJ

I know that you've gotten tired of my style,
But you know that I've been flawed for ages;
You haven't criticised me for a while,
I guess the love is getting chilled by stages.
First it's one shrugged shoulder that engages,
In lukewarm manner distantly unfazed;
Then it's eyes rolled one side that enrages,
As you're a hedonist who craves funcrazed.
The nice things I do of late are none praised,
Forget flaws, I confess imperfect knowledge,
Bad timing, straightforward by bad luck mazed,
Dogeared diploma from hard knock college.
O well, who am I to deny you such license?
As I know myself just through our licence.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 license
o $10,000 permission
o $10,000 warrant

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a study toward sonnet #846 by FisherKingKQJ

You're egocentric and rugged as old boots,
You only live for men's adoring gaze,
Your superior good looks are in cahoots,
As even my experienced eyes can glaze.
Though neither of us offers less than blaze,
The other gender sounds out to enslave,
It's your own house of mirrors set to raze,
You'll purge and binge yourself up to grave.
I'd been in love before your me-first rave
The pyrrhic victory left her smirking limp,
From sequel break ups her couldn't save
So I ask for less, intimate feelings skimp.
I'm going to say what you want as a chump,
When you're besotted, I'll expertly dump.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 chump
o $10,000 rube
o $10,000 sucker

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a study toward sonnet #845 by FisherKingKQJ

You must press charges of delinquent fraud,
On my behalf, against that misleading ad;
Such terms as classic, striking bombshell broad,
The she was shemale and I was greatly had.
You might think me chump, cavalier or cad,
I swear to God that session was prepaid,
And lamplit thingy didn't look half bad,
But seeking slot, on doodle my hand laid.
Your union coppers sure have got it made,
The maori wardens guarding your deep trough,
There's citizen's arrests, comp legal aid,
So they can chase skirt, leisurely get off.
I want you, half ass, to catch this half arse,
Else love and law enforcement turn to farce.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 arse
o $10,000 bum
o $10,000 derriere

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a study toward sonnet #844 by FisherKingKQJ

I love some of your manly quirks or tricks,
You drive your car as though it's a rocket,
Especially when we're lost in the sticks,
The map book useless as a crinkled docket.
There was the time you were out of pocket,
Gave me this ring of cubic zirconium,
You slung round my neck a golden locket,
Cheap as well, not as one who'd shirk odium.
Your engaging good looks work econium,
And fumble loose to one side my bra strap,
Hint tall pedestal or else perk podium,
In taxi backseats, common booze mishap.
You say that you love me down to letter,
Pitying, stroking, fobbing, talk me better.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 letter
o $10,000 character
o $10,000 symbol

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a study toward sonnet #843 by FisherKingKQJ

I've got my cash stashed in a money box,
Away from torrents, fade of sunny day,
My doors inlaid by peepholes, chains and locks,
Near paths patrolled by camera array.
Somehow I don't mind letting sunlight play,
On your sweet face for lotharios to view,
And more fool I not to treat you as prey,
I share the wonder of cool things you do.
I should break you in with a fun curse new,
Dress you in burka that you backwards swear,
Place you under twentyfour hour curfew,
As it's your gold heart I hold much more dear.
In neither looks nor mind you being a dud
In tablecloth garb, I'd concede nose stud.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 dud
o $10,000 bogus
o $10,000 fake

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a study toward sonnet #842 by FisherKingKQJ

Weekends with you, my love, are as thrilling,
Hot drum and bass, cool hypnotising thump,
Crazy parties, odd friends, booze and pilling,
On later, ourselves alone to bump and hump.
The ecstasy leaves me with one sore rump,
Box and tits glowing pink with sinful pleasure;
In its shadow we'll bond strange blissful slump,
Workaday sex being dross by said measure.
Career prospect somehow we more treasure,
Now, we scarcely spare time for each other,
Life waves goodbye to those highs of leisure;
Pill free, I'm as sister, you're like brother.
Next weekend we might have to call it quits...
I'll chance now my turn, thus love you to bits.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 quits
o $10,000 null
o $10,000 void

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a study toward sonnet #841 by FisherKingKQJ

I caught my babe looking down a bustier,
Her boobs were so firm and more than ample;
Silly thought as other males are lustier,
Feelings things he'd never mean to trample.
Latest stressed opportune great example
Of doubts I wanted off my pigeon chest;
Broad daylight, I would pull from his sample,
In pitch black only could he cop a breast.
Skin round my eyes is blacker than the rest,
And my long neck, too, mocks me as a swan,
My shoulders round, exacerbate our nest,
Goose down pillows we rest our heads upon.
Darling calls me his sweet, ugly duckling,
Bar a honk or quack or whoop to suckling.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 duckling
o $10,000 gosling
o $10,000 cygling

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a study toward sonnet #840 by FisherKingKQJ

Now you're away, I'm lonesome as davecat,
Your portrait glazed on ornamental plate;
Your sweet profile laminated place mat
Craves me peck your smooth as skin latex pate.
O figurehead, for you I can scarce wait,
Now respect your need for personal space;
I choose to cheat on you with you innate,
Your thorough mystery unbound by place.
I loathed your silent fume or up down pace,
But now that I have them in spades as trump,
She you wears your enticing silk and lace,
We bond as one dark heat exchanging pump.
Come back, my heart, I miss you pretty much,
As well, your far too quick or listless touch.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 much
o $10,000 lots
o $10,000 heaps

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a study toward sonnet #839 by FisherKingKQJ

My chin trapped with a fingertip and thumb,
In your blue eyes there was a mocking glint;
I was quite speechless as if swallowing gum,
As my mind rankled words not fit to print.
You bent your head down low to peck a hint
Across my beestung lips, so parched with ire;
As yours were tender pressing for their stint,
Expert, soft, slick, somehow my own caught fire.
You grabbed the small of my back into gyre,
Madly, I clasped my arms round your triceps,
Sculpted your wide shoulder blade edges higher,
Then I was grasped tight by your hard biceps.
O, how could I fall for such a blatant cynic,
Who learnt all his strokes in a macho clinic?

(Chorus)
o $10,000 cynic
o $10,000 pragmatist
o $10,000 realist

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

The letter A in morse code . _ is the same as the iamb v /
in iambic pentameter.
The letter N in morse code _ . is the same as the trochee / v
in trochee pentameter.
This means musical instruments can communicate simple
instructions to each other audibly, and create melodies
over a lyric, by stacking.
This idea is similar to the stacking of half notes on top of
whole notes, the stacking of quarter notes on top of
half notes, the stacking of sixteenth notes on top of
quarter notes. It can cue in and cue out singers or musical
arrangements.

a study toward sonnet #838 by FisherKingKQJ

Men have always chased me up with vigor,
Because of red head fragile pretty looks,
But I thwart their dearth of factual rigor,
Can't be a clinging vine, won't sink in hooks.
I'm as tough as open leatherbound books
To analyse, past this snub freckled nose,
Accept the clear pure white skin of my nooks,
Blue vein branches where lacking adipose.
My back of knees, my temples by fringe flows,
My upturned wrists, public blue veins begin,
But in my ribcage pure humanity stows,
Don't count on a submissive, trembling grin.
You'll groom me feisty to get me into bed,
But when I turn you down, I'm poorly bred.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 bed
o $10,000 cot
o $10,000 futon

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a study toward sonnet #837 by FisherKingKQJ

My heart tells me you're set up for passion,
But my eyes say you're a knockdown beauty;
My heart thinks of light as a savoured ration,
And stifles glamour out of precious duty.
My gut tells me you're more than just a cutie,
But my heart says you're loyally tailor made;
My gut thinks of female touch as lite fruity,
And blockades personal growth overlaid.
My eyes tell me your features make the grade,
But my gut says you'll tire of mirrors soon;
My eyes think of you under keyhole blade,
And censor medicine against sick loon.
This lonely soul great racked in civil rout,
Heart, eyes, gut run at you as roundabout.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 rout
o $10,000 battle
o $10,000 skirmish

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a study toward sonnet #836 by FisherKingKQJ

Had a large gap between school and uni,
And I was anxious that I'd lost the plot;
Tell me, boyfriend, nor beefed up nor puny,
Why shouldn't I kill dreary time with pot?
You miss the old me who made love a lot,
Who was dynamic and bliss going lucky;
The new me is a listless, withdrawn clot,
I might add, a chick who stymies clucky.
Thus you say the smell on kisses is yucky,
You yourself do like dopey warm numb;
My stumbles and setbacks in past mucky,
Embarrassing small, monumental dumb.
I blow off your third world wogs on a joint-
You lecture my low self esteem no point.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 joint
o $10,000 reefer
o $10,000 smoke

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a study toward sonnet #835 by FisherKingKQJ

My dear hairstylist is one smooth talker,
So many of his friends have died of aids,
Helping out as sidekick wedding stalker,
I decked myself in burberrys and plaids.
I was caught between suitor serenades,
So put up with our lurking near the church,
With widow biddies, glad rag renegades,
Eclipsed by branches of old yew and birch.
Slow death or death had left us in a lurch,
Afraid to crash the large cash bar inside,
I watched my escort's joyful teary search
Of wizened, grizzling mother of the bride.
He wept the bride's white georgette gown,
I whisper asked him to just tone it down.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 gown
o $10,000 dress
o $10,000 kaftan

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a study toward sonnet #834 by FisherKingKQJ

Love, let's tiki tour the compass humours,
You staying alone northeast in so far east;
Love, let's put paid to time zone led rumours,
I'm lonesome south east in so middle east.
You're sanguine phlegmatic, inspire zeitgeist,
Wet cold, wet hot, water oxygenate;
Your calm and courage by set back increased,
Gall bladder, spleen you foxy generate.
I'm melancholy choler, doxy grate,
Dry hot, dry cold, earthen pot near kiln fire;
Bad tempered sleepless, moxy delegate,
Brain, lungs and liver myself poxy mire.
This autumn winter, I'm a vase to fill...
Spring summer, you'll be my bubbling rill.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 fill
o $10,000 invest
o $10,000 load

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a study toward sonnet #833 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm just a weekend sniff, no cocaine fiend,
But it helps me live without hunky guys;
I don't want him replacing my best friend,
Nor do I want a cramped, submissive guise.
You're right, I now say pass on trou and flies,
Think over twice that caboodle we call bloke,
Unreliable male hormone that makes eyes,
Elusive when blatant, smarm thread bespoke.
You say, touche, I now pass on cock for coke,
Though one size fits all in that department,
Please take my cheek peck as a kind half joke,
Twist on me your book on head deportment.
When I'm high there's no abuse by talent,
Self absorbed times near you so prevalent.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 talent
o $10,000 ability
o $10,000 endowment

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a sudy toward sonnet #832 by FisherKingKQJ

I must have been mad or four glass tipsy,
To hook up with you in a student squat,
I fell in love with you, black haired gipsy,
We're starcrossed lovers, so no matter what.
My stomach twisted, looped itself a knot,
I watched you break in with a master key,
Your smouldering eyes, your embraces hot,
Filled me with guilty and mischievous glee.
Your Russian tea merchants might agree,
Who've never set foot on their Russian soil
For generations, on our shanghai spree,
We watch the samovar come to the boil.
My lips in kidnap, your kisses weakened,
This mansion was absented all weekend.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 weakened
o $10,000 lightened
o $10,000 softened

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a study toward sonnet #831 by FisherKingKQJ

I miss you so much since you're far away,
Talking cross time zones engages dangling;
Your gene inset skin flakes beg me to stay,
Perhaps for your child or you cloned angling.
Don't undervalue quantum entangling,
And bountiful ripe stem cells in the nose;
Man, who jiggles us hard without mangling,
Kills us like clippings from fingers or toes.
On gravity strings my love thought goes,
To you, my poppet, copied many times,
Deleting prior selves with previous throes,
The teleporter tests first dirtier rhymes.
We know each other as pleasing habit,
If dying brings me to you, then I'll grab it.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 habit
o $10,000 routine
o $10,000 way

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a study toward sonnet #830 by FisherKingKQJ

Prim friend, my love and I are dirty dogs,
Who ride rigid mountain bikes on boulders,
We dress in nothing but kelp, sand and togs
So admiring each others sweating shoulders.
Scrawl this down in your voyeur bent folders:
Complemented jockstrap and sportsbra swell,
Mutual grimace of tanned laughline smoulders,
Complimented marine and pheromone smell.
Out of my hair he'll pluck seagrapes or shell,
And kiss hot unique smells between my breasts,
And just behind my ear to waft round a spell,
I'll sniff full his scalp as there his musk nests.
Enormous tyres smooth out a rocky chasm,
Togs as bedding now conflate my orgasm.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 chasm
o $10,000 gap
o $10,000 slash

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a study toward sonnet #829 by FisherKingKQJ

Should I halt or coax your instant dazzle
Through some security minded rally?
Smooch-oiled memories gear up for razzle,
Brazilian wax boisterous my hill and valley.
Spark or orchestrate right in this alley,
Redhot love underway scarce after spur,
With my sheer haltertop your brain sally,
My hand on your hand guiding cannot err.
Instinct speeds hassle-saving jolt and whir,
The skirt and pants rowdy, conjuring breeze,
Unzip as crotch free cinch, a quickie concur,
Dust mites imply peremptory as wheeze.
Extraction fans above alloy our heat,
Their dirty churns versus gasps compete.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 heat
o $10,000 temperature
o $10,000 warmth

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a study toward sonnet #828 by FisherKingKQJ

Indoors to outdoors, these eyes quickly blink,
Whelmed then visceral from gazing navel;
I've grown to love you with a friendly wink,
But tonight clammed rods and cones unravel.
There's too much detail with astral travel,
She's no one I've known or met passing by,
Her face oval shaped, not round, smack gavel,
My oath of love to you tapped out blatant lie.
The One's bow lips enflame my lips now dry,
And thorough spread her vision's hyperbole;
Where she yields mega memory through scry,
You've dismissed control of dreams my folly.
She melts snow in the Himalaya peak range,
And controls her heartbeat to heat exchange.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 range
o $10,000 cluster
o $10,000 series

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #827 by FisherKingKQJ

The marriage had gone from hot to lukewarm,
You seemed distant, though at times tender,
And you worked long, long hours as if the norm,
Straight to sleep would your poor head surrender.
I thought that I caught glimpse of suspender,
As you dragged on your shoulder some rag doll,
Through the stake out I was on sharp tenter,
Betrayal well barbed, a grapple ragged soul.
Your best friend ever eager, bright and droll
I sneaked french kisses, he went sweet on me,
His heart I won to smash your two time toll,
With double whammy I planned myself free.
I jettison lead deadweights in my wake,
You heart sneak soldered upon his heart ache.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 wake
o $10,000 exhaust
o $10,000 trail

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a study toward sonnet #826 by FisherKingKQJ

I loathe half baked half arses of your ilk,
Who see cooking as the latest fashion,
Who mix soy milk up with wet nurse milk,
Who shrink quality with aesthete ration.
On my reputation I could cash in,
I keep my stocks as fresh as I'm able,
Lobster ravioli is my newest passion,
My sweet, as I bend you on chef's table.
Where snobs sit out me master of fable,
As I gut line caught turbot drop jaw glum,
As I dice live petals plucked from gable,
I stick a ghee brie courgette up your bum.
My mentor bollocked me as up my butt,
For sniffing at the challenge of lower cut.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 butt
o $10,000 arse
o $10,000 derriere

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a study toward sonnet #825 by FisherKingKQJ

I answered her plea by setting her loose,
To double check if our old love was stale;
To you my friend I feel it is I lose
My sweet young girl now without fail.
The circumstance is not for me to rail,
Inside a friendship predating money,
As volunteer descriptions from regale
Turned you onto my hot bashful honey.
Any thoughts of you both are sunny,
You're as volatile as blended whiskey,
She as witty and you as slapstick funny,
I lose one or none whereat you're frisky.
Tell, do I love too little or too much?
Is your glass over flowing or even dutch?

(Chorus)
o $10,000 much
o $10,000 lots
o $10,000 plenty

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a study toward sonnet #822 by FisherKingKQJ

Your stern gaze tunnelled my inviting mouth,
I tried decoding through your frowns your mind,
For moments your eyes travelled cleavage south,
You cradled my cheeks in hands big and kind.
Our trivial row shrank down to time's rescind,
Bland lacuna replaced foul tempered speech,
Eyes dropped eyelids intimate strange aligned,
My parched lips grabbing at your kiss hot peach.
I held back strange tears acrid hot as bleach,
Blind, you begged that I absolve a blunder,
I weighed up weird if I should sob or screech,
Your hard thighs verse mine our shaking wonder.
I hung my arms around your warm, smooth neck,
My arms akimbo dreamed, me dishing heck.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 neck
o $10,000 funnel
o $10,000 spout

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a study toward sonnet #824 by FisherKingKQJ

I watched them from the corner of my eye,
As he leaned nearer that young pretty girl;
They'd never guess me envy riddled spy,
I felt my fists clench as white knuckle furl.
My gaze took in sunset veiled by cloud curl,
I blinked quick her touch of his upper arm,
His smiling parry over even teeth of pearl,
They were almost coupled in looks and charm.
Here we were on our friends' chic coastal farm,
Though I craved said man of my orisons,
Crude nature of his taste cause for alarm,
My curls red coral, hers red horizons.
A speedboat's throttle down, we two would gun,
For our own universe through setting sun.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 gun
o $10,000 blast
o $10,000 shoot

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{There have been several clues as to what Adam and Eve looked like. Adam has been called
"red" and Eve has not. Eve means eve, and Ada, surely means after, red sunrise and red sunset
in the earliest human language.}
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a study toward sonnet #823 by FisherKingKQJ

Eventually on sweet faces truth tells,
I bet your rumpled early morning face
Has adoration found by someone else,
Unlike my love now nostalgic at base.
So gradually you've mutated with grace,
To crinkled face wrinkled youthful smiling;
Your loose flesh so expert in neck embrace,
Craves May-December toyboy defiling.
Then, your heavy periods, no reviling,
Or now, your quietly flushed menopause,
Methods you make pain small are beguiling,
As you don't delegate the blame or cause.
You're overripe, a blue attractive bruise,
Our sickly peach, intoxicating booze.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 bruise
o $10,000 hurt
o $10,000 injury

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a study toward sonnet #821 by FisherKingKQJ

You like to argue for great quarrel's sake,
Your overreaction shades to histrionic,
Established facts you like to rake and rake,
Thorough in dispatching kiss free tonic.
Since I know you, I'll call it demonic,
That way you glorify me with whinge,
Club my shortcomings in slurs subsonic,
If I dwelled on unknowns I'd then unhinge.
You hide score settling in confession binge,
You're fascinating as a garbled scream,
At last I'm in your shoes, I feel a twinge,
Of understanding that we're single team.
As not once do you bellow that I'm short,
I'm hobbling stilleto heels plain your sort.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 short
o $10,000 curtailed
o $10,000 diminshed

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a study toward sonnet #820 by FisherKingKQJ

Was awful to go through its history,
See growling porno starlets sodomised;
Say you hate westerns, don't find this gory,
Still by pages tabbed I was compromised.
My thought was to get the den deodorised,
Wipe surfaces on which your hands lay;
My husband would then be lobotomised,
If my pinch on the situation held sway.
I'd take or leave you libertine or gay,
It's just that I can't bide this double life,
So speak up as you squirm, insult defray-
Explain how I have failed you as your wife?
If you can keep your feet off a table,
You can shut eyes near x rated cable.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 table
o $10,000 bureau
o $10,000 desk

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a study toward sonnet #819 by FisherKingKQJ

You're so wrong as to how much I love her,
You're reading way too much between the lines,
Between your words I blink, I cannot err,
My heart, as well, for her enflamed love pines.
Your foolish action friendship undermines,
Though that seems camaraderie at best,
All mapped out in martial sines and cosines,
I puzzle your fresh, pyrrhic styled conquest.
My love for her atrophied seeks your jest,
So go ahead, with sweet talk you can mesh,
Buff her up for another male obssessed
With her entrancing primps, her toned up flesh.
Say she's not your type, but could still be friends,
To stranger's stranger signals hot it sends.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 friends
o $10,000 mates
o $10,000 pals

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Dear Diary,
I won $25 on Makybe Diva at the Melbourne Cup. No horse has won three times, before. As in the case of the NZ
election results a month ago, I knew the Aussie bookies had got their facts
wrong way up.
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #818 by FisherKingKQJ

Darling, perfect men are dime a dozen,
Your standards are too high, too too surreal,
Since he's not a brother or a cousin,
Then you can propitiate or close your deal.
I don't want you denying what you feel,
But so what if he's plucking grey hairs out,
Or capping his worn canine teeth with steel,
He's not the sort to hide a rash or gout.
You're forty now, by clocks you want to flout,
You love his skin tone, eye colour falling short,
In your dream man, undermine your doubt,
Your own failings aired, does he ever snort?
If we loved saidsame glittering gold coin,
You'd be inspired to tarnish or purloin.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 coin
o $10,000 disk
o $10,000 token

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a study toward sonnet #817 by FisherKingKQJ

Them streets of Auckland are little kinder
For blokes like you with a showy handicap;
I would march forward as your minder
To shield you from any gag or slow clap.
She knows of your incubator mishap,
Her Siamese sister wants you just the same;
She gave my bum a friendly, bossy slap,
Said I could bank five grand in your bad name.
She said that life was nothing but a game,
My genetic disease not worth the tweak
Fed me free coffee, then took back the blame,
I said that we're queer bashers as we leak.
Life is a scratchie card or bent trust fund,
You wed, my pretty teller way outgunned.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 fund
o $10,000 bank
o $10,000 pool

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a study toward sonnet #816 by FisherKingKQJ

I've fallen out of love with sweet girls twice,
But for misunderstanding with the first,
But for misleading the second as nice,
Still by misfortune I'm in you well versed.
Your body to strangers you've lots disbursed,
Posed sexy shut in or sultry stay at home;
Those lonely chancers in your arms nursed,
Have been so many names to blot out tome.
Across your flesh, mens' lascivious eyes roam,
My memory of your beauty there awakes;
I rank your oath as froth, my pledge as foam,
For your unknown life my heart still aches.
I'm smooth indifferent when over shy,
Whereas the One enflames as bye the bye.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 shy
o $10,000 lowkey
o $10,000 retiring

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Get a paycheck for laughing during an interactive situation comedy.

a study toward sonnet #815 by FisherKingKQJ

I wonder who's dry humping her right now?
She spreads herself thin with her aim to please;
She rid herself of me through contriving row,
I gave her butt a playful, ill timed squeeze.
She seems more of a show off than a tease,
Top buttons left undone on sleeveless blouse,
A slipped bra strap this side of soft core sleaze,
And panty hems her arching jeans unhouse.
I'm not the first or last to therein browse,
I'm not the last or first fobbed off half done,
But she's the sort to rub and never bowse?
Has she made love to several or none?
Now that I think of it she's a tomboy,
Amused tarts do see through her flirty ploy.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 tomboy
o $10,000 feminist
o $10,000 vixen

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a study toward sonnet #814 by FisherKingKQJ

I know you through your calm golden aura,
Your silhouette rotating slowly to face me,
We're standing knee high in exotic flora,
Some venus flytraps, near an old cork tree.
Our juggled future life ahead I scry and see,
Above your face there floats a buckyball,
It's trapped by avatar Da's cosmic knee,
Pink flames any bad karma do forestall.
You can remember what my words recall,
Arm wrestling, itchy toes flicking out sand,
Those tailgate picnics on the barrier wall,
A low tide curve of Mission bay's pale strand.
Symmetric reversals have us stricken,
Rosey dawn dusk after black sands thicken.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 stricken
o $10,000 captivated
o $10,000 mesmerised

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a study toward sonnet #813 by FisherKingKQJ

I can't be laid on conscious conscientious,
Love asks for one cornerstone that's solid,
Grout gets telescoped as mild contentious,
Since instinct might not arbitrate for stolid.
All your gestures, sighs, and smiles are salted
In motor memory deep, part known clear;
From your spirit time has washed the squalid,
Converged as one my booty calling leer.
I'm jerked round by a gravity string weir,
Lie in bed not counting on next morning,
That I'll wake once more, find you supine near,
I can't manage my pulse, gait or yawning.
My hands roam of their own will in caper,
Stroke your painted toenail, thin leg taper.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 caper
o $10,000 adventure
o $10,000 rollick

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a study toward sonnet #812 by FisherKingKQJ

Digits on that plaque read twenty twenty,
And bubbles cross my lips zipped from afar;
I remember that you'd beat me plenty
Explains me now as this head in a jar.
White coated medics dug about your char-
You'd died asleep in usual old age bliss,
No deathbed blubbed regrets or pleas to mar
Your phoney public face, coccooned from hiss.
I've outlived you, I take comfort in this,
Enjoy strange allergies that pass for pain;
And people would say it so wrong to diss
The dead who might attempt reply in vain.
How young love can somehow yet be saviour,
Cancel blackouts, envied blunt behaviour.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 saviour
o $10,000 lifebouy
o $10,000 rescuer

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a study toward sonnet #811 by FisherKingKQJ

I tried to not be with her truth being told,
Our face shapes, skin tone little too alike,
But she was charming in a way alien bold,
I worried that rebuff might turn her dike.
We traded pledge rings, in no way a pike,
We saved ourselves up for her maidenhead,
She got me sodding her with my bald spike,
You see yourself that I was peasy lead.
My voice was late to break, when all is said,
My pink cheeks blossomed into manly fluff,
My hormones pointed me to things not dead,
I shot from runt to gangly which was tough.
I shed puppyfat, yet she craved blubber,
We split on good terms, unlike a rubber.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 blubber
o $10,000 fat
o $10,000 lard

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a study toward sonnet #811 by FisherKingKQJ

I tried to not be with her truth be told,
Our face shapes, skin tone little too alike,
But she was charming in a way alien bold,
I worried that rebuff might turn her dike.
We traded pledge rings, in no way a pike,
We saved ourselves up for her maidenhead,
She got me sodding her with my bald spike,
You see yourself that I was peasy lead.
My voice was late to break, when all is said,
My pink cheeks blossomed into manly fluff,
My hormones pointed me to things not dead,
I shot from runt to gangly which was tough.
I shed puppyfat, yet she craved blubber,
We split on good terms, unlike a rubber.

a study toward sonnet #810 by FisherKingKQJ

Said that I love you one hundred percent,
In troubling times, for better, or for worse;
But now I can't zoom out of what I meant,
And your creek of mischief is now a bourse.
Tell myself facets turn and shades disperse,
The good and bad ruled by our common sense;
You're babble vengeance if not sarcasm terse,
Your overreactions can't help but incense.
I loved your stickles thorough going intense,
Revered you once entrapped by other mode,
Howso small that might be as recompense,
Such storms more such adrenalin well bode.
I'd say that when she's good she's really good,
As you're crooked or plain misunderstood.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 good
o $10,000 dex
o $10,000 right

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a study toward sonnet #809 by FisherKingKQJ

I don't know what you see in your fellow,
You're stranger now to one and all of us,
He gives me looks far from smiley mellow,
You know it's so bizarre for me to cuss.
So do tell him - naff off, go board a bus,
Get on a bike, goof on out of this life;
You can do better than his maudlin muss,
It only squares off as two timing strife.
Stumble, fumble, mumble takes you his wife,
He gets you doing my own bitter trouble;
Too sweet and trustworthy ends crises rife,
Short of saying he's my ex hubby's double.
So, come join us girlies for a shout of drink,
As all old socks else all ersatz men stink.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 drink
o $10,000 booze
o $10,000 liquor

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a study toward sonnet #808 by FisherKingKQJ

We had a great time snorting up the coke,
The fruits of our work as exclusive thieves;
But in the property crash we went broke,
As laundered cash no trace of itself leaves.
Bittersweet my sentimental heart grieves:
My wife who's his wife's identical twin
Got one of them throat cancers that bereaves,
Public health shortlists could not let us in.
We burgled reckless, felt no feckless sin,
Far off dinner parties clamoured violins,
We'd safecrack those gemcases under din,
Gentlemen not vandals, shy of violence.
Old private detectives would envy us,
I saved my darling's life with scrappy fuss.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 us
o $10,000 ours
o $10,000 selfsame

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[Private prisons: "I did not do it."
Public prisons: "I didn't do it.']

1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111110
fierce blazing heated
Dear Diary,
It's a golden key to the gates of the Celestial City. I'm enjoying this low tech period
of my life...but it is really bad news for our competitors, because when it ends, I'll
be programming computers to write thousands of sonnets, plays, novels, tv series
movies, musicals, symphonies using playing card algorithms.

a study toward sonnet #807 by FisherKingKQJ

Accusations stream off your tongue as glib,
With covering smiles you're untrusting cruel,
Displays more of love you still want to crib,
I'd soon as tort my tears to rocket fuel.
Verse backbiting backsliders goes your pule,
I shake my fist on your behalf at them;
Verse guttersniping gripers goes your duel,
I shadow your sharp tongue to point condemn.
You could use me as spitoon for your phlegm,
I'd cut my arms if you were just to ask;
Tell me to die, I'll book the last requiem,
Or broadcast me putdown so I might bask.
In midst of tribulations small and fierce,
Your subtle smirks and livid eyes do pierce.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 fierce
o $10,000 blazing
o $10,000 heated

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a study toward sonnet #806 by FisherKingKQJ

I wish that I could get enraged by him,
But he's aware and self confessed in vice;
His flippant slag of girls came off grim,
Yet his brown eyes appeared just as nice.
I've been around the block the once or thrice,
You might call me confirmed, avid cynic,
But after lust is gone, love turns to ice
Give and take become a game or clinic.
Problem is that he's wealthy, outward civic,
Knows what I think without one word spoken,
Else he plays funny, when mock acidic,
Once before by such my heart was broken.
True as true to call him my chosen type
The road defined, also including gripe.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 type
o $10,000 kind
o $10,000 style

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a study toward sonnet #805 by FisherKingKQJ

I didn't think that I'd greet you again,
It was low cunning to beg you with tears;
You didn't deserve the sudden strain,
You say it's an inkling of your worst fears?
In one night club I got odd blinking stares,
Drinks from a photographer on a bout;
He offered me money for baring my wares,
I didn't know that he was a short con lout.
I went back woozy, marketed my pout,
Helped a boozy salesman find his wallet,
Lurch into five star bed and then black out,
One grand hit me like a rubber mallet.
Like my parents we could do real estate,
My work in parenthesis shan't gestate.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 estate
o $10,000 land
o $10,000 property

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a study toward sonnet #804 by FisherKingKQJ

I watched his big hand stroke a change of gear,
And his calf quail as he stepped on the gas;
I filled with craven angst just short of fear,
Through motor memories of sexual sass.
His sideways glance made a brief slaking pass
Across my svelte profile and trembling throat,
My figure voluptuous half bent hourglass,
His eyes then narrowed on the road in gloat.
I thought these wondrous things aligned by rote
Would turn to tedium on a bland plateau,
Long after our honeymoon we would tote
Unwanted baggage down from his chateau.
But, darling, he had a gym tuned physique,
Those gasping interludes passed for mystique.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 physique
o $10,000 anatomy
o $10,000 body

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a study toward sonnet #804 by FisherKingKQJ

I watched his big hand stroke a change of gear,
And his calve quail as he stepped on the gas;
I filled with craven angst just short of fear,
Through motor memories of sexual sass.
His sideways glance made a brief slaking pass
Across my svelte profile and trembling throat,
My figure voluptuous half bent hourglass,
His eyes then narrowed on the road in gloat.
I thought these wondrous things aligned by rote
Would turn to tedium on a bland plateau,
Long after our honeymoon we would tote
Unwanted baggage down from his chateau.
But, darling, he had a gym tuned physique,
Those gasping interludes passed for mystique.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 physique
o $10,000 anatomy
o $10,000 body

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a study toward sonnet #803 by FisherKingKQJ

I've gotten used to this world upside down,
That correction of my eyesight via brain;
You flood my metaphysics sotted crown,
With frames gravity's properties ingrain.
Blame presbyopia else ibid cornea strain,
When not distracted, ever I search you cute,
Few other beauties can my red eyes train,
Your bluster challenge, my mad blinks refute.
They babble that you're glossing bad repute,
They gossip that you're shy to hide a plot,
They chitchat that you're bluffing for reboot,
They jabber that you're mum till parting shot.
Between your size and seal expires their loss,
You're double negative bright under dross.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 loss
o $10,000 deficit
o $10,000 minus

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a study toward sonnet #802 by FisherKingKQJ

I heard myself laugh loudly when you rolled
And rested on your elbows over me;
Your lips teased mine but to then withhold,
Your kisses merely breath away yet free.
My fingers read your ribs, thereby did see,
My teasing eyes sparking your sparkling eyes;
Provocation and providence slacked lee,
That love lived by ommission rid white lies.
I heard myself squeal in engaged surprise,
I felt throbbing, then quivering in my boobs,
Around us pulled tightly the white sheet plies,
And melted at the grind of our warm pubes.
Your dashing head eclipsed the ceiling lamp
The saintly sight gave me engorging cramp.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 lamp
o $10,000 beacon
o $10,000 torch

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Dear Diary,
800 sonnets are the equivalent of four full length stage plays.
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kooky eccentric maverick

a study toward sonnet #801 by FisherKingKQJ

My hunch rose from our involved disorder,
Our multi personality spooked psyche;
Bobby had crisscrossed a blue thin border,
Yet Bob and Rob refused to hitch a hike.
Immature frontal lobe teen brainwave spike:
He'd swished another skater in the park,
Impregnated her zigzagging turnpike...
Mad Bob and Rob of timeshare lumped the dark.
Translator Robert, I have made my mark
For Lucky Horse Import Export triad front;
You could say chi-chi wangles are my arc,
I close a deal with universal nod or grunt.
Bob's a barber, Rob's an artist kooky,
Marriage is one crumbling fortune cookie.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 kooky
o $10,000 eccentric
o $10,000 maverick

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beauty glamour pretty
The golden key to the gates of the Celestial City.

a study toward sonnet #800 by FisherKingKQJ

I get my kicks through double jeopardy,
Now I've scored your glandularesque fever;
You quickly shook off your hot lethargy,
My gene sequence could pull no such lever.
Sickness makes me boldest self deceiver
In quasi, proxy, pseudo sexual sweat;
You're my divine, faithful love receiver,
An hour of need turns on infinite debt.
I'm rotten if not neutral, chalk upside bet,
You're wetnurse trophy, if not ugly mug,
My mantra is crazed love of legs thickset,
My tantra is veined dug soft tugged for slug.
Fevered, I called you non pareil beauty,
Soothed, I faked said same as ditto duty.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 beauty
o $10,000 glamour
o $10,000 pretty

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a study toward sonnet #799 by FisherKingKQJ

Everyone in the ballroom was grifting,
Dumbwaiter, bogeyman, ingrate bellhop,
New Year's Eve tectonic plate uplifting,
Illegal and loud download wouldn't stop.
Gatecrashing nark and loyal local cop
Sashayed by to test free grog and nibbles;
Part time hooker flashed a fishnet flipflop,
Clients as sassy friends in drabs and dribbles;
Schizos signed the guestbook with scribbles
One as bush lawyer, one recluse tycoon;
My beancounting wife and daughter sybils
Giving back to society once a blue, blue moon.
Guest houses are for love, poor bottom line,
Overcharging grifters being my incline.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 line
o $10,000 dash
o $10,000 stroke

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