a study toward sonnet #694 by FisherKingKQJ
Our lives are soso and verge on tedium,
I wish that I had some refreshing news
By predicting the future as a medium,
Or tuning out a rut with turns of screws.
I've told you of love's variegated hues,
Sung your great praises over and again,
With nought to gain, also nothing to lose
According to the wind sock and wind vane.
A love of your small habits I'd never feign,
Your means are rosaries, else orisons
If vanilla extract french or creamy plain,
Small routines jostle round our horizons.
Your mystical smiles are fond sequences,
Although varied, same in consequences.
(Chorus)
Your mystical smiles are fond sequences. SPADES
Your mystical smiles are fond combinations. CLUBS
Your mystical smiles are fond patterns. DIAMONDS
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{Time to compose: 56 minutes.}