a study toward sonnet #787 by FisherKingKQJ
Young miss, go do as I say, not as I do,
Unload your pain on Buddha and Christ,
A calculated break up you needn't rue,
You can't grab back a heart in a heist.
My love was mangled badly prior to iced-
The signs were there, if only for near match,
The final bust up was a brewing zeitgeist,
The hot accusations popped batch by batch.
I slept with some player believed a catch,
Capped a raging long, wild night of boozing,
I blacked out stroking, I recall his scratch,
Later he ignored me for his schmoozing.
From me know that stilted may be so cold,
It does not have the mess of overbold.
(Chorus)
o $10,000 cold
o $10,000 frigid
o $10,000 icy
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]