a study toward sonnet #677 by FisherKingKQJ
At least you might attest that when I stray
I might not wander far, that she will look
And act a certain known reflective way,
Our love might be rightly, wrongly mistook.
Who would I be to grumble her finger crook
Or her unlined bright face like yours of yore?
Infatuation with you turned out a rook
Within a year, led to a better pleasing core.
I did tell her straight off that she was a bore,
That I wasn't picky bespoke, but off the rack,
But she just smiled and only giggled more,
And only this time I knew that I was on track.
With your twin or proxy I could not wait,
This time with thoughts of suitors hesitate.
(Chorus)
With your twin or proxy I could not wait. SPADES
With your twin or proxy I could not bide. CLUBS
With your twin or proxy I could not tarry. DIAMONDS
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{Time to compose: 35 minutes.}