a study toward sonnet #590 by FisherKingKQJ
When I was at home in Macau, the boys
Would say to me, Jasmine, you're far too pale;
But when I was in Hobart by monied choice
As homestay, the boys said I was too pale.
I'm lily white by nature, though still hale,
And posed to be a perpetual optimist;
Encompass sunny hill, else shady dale-
The setbacks and torments are all life's grist.
You are who you are, therefore I resist
Default gift of advice, instead I cheer
Again try, or loss cut, before you're hissed-
This porcelain smile will mime a hear, hear!
My love, you can relax in your own skin,
Where I end is where you, my love, begin.
(Chorus)
My love, you can relax in your own skin. SPADES
My love, you can relax in your own hide. CLUBS
My love, you can relax in your own pelt. DIAMONDS
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]