a study toward sonnet #764 by FisherKingKQJ
As you're the sort who'll dismiss hindsight,
Acknowledge joint of small time and big time,
Don't favour full moon over plankton bright,
Clasp my hand on a rail of sea salt rime.
As verbal or cash tips revolve round crime,
Yours are rolling eyes, earrings that wangle;
St Elmo's fire points my charade and mime,
Squares off circles for your chin up angle.
Let my praises buff your middling spangle,
Sheet lightning mutes your each and every,
We gasp ozone of propellor newfangle
Our ship rides hydrogen through reverie.
My love may be a tribute so as to add
The swedish rounding, that is not half bad.
(Chorus)
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