a study toward sonnet #768 by FisherKingKQJ
She was raven haired, a real good looker,
Her make up just so, her clothes form fitted;
She sang in the White House pressure cooker,
In Monica's Room, stage tears acquitted.
Sex robot that she sang black silk kitted,
This Stacy wore an embroidered halter top,
Knee length stockings, mini skirt thigh slitted,
Her shadowed breasts a mesmerising flop.
Her fringe across straight glamorous trollop,
Her smooth face was white gothic china doll,
Her spirit bruises no punter would cop,
Abused by daddy, repute's heaped on troll.
My eyes welled for Stacy alter ego-
I checked that she spied me the last to go.
(Chorus)
o $10,000 ego
o $10,000 persona
o $10,000 self
[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]