3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #792 by FisherKingKQJ

To think that I would give you brush off,
Though you were most polite and sincere;
At your dress code would sometimes scoff
Behind your back, or otherwise wince near.
Your tartan punk did not evince a sneer,
As my girlfiends believed you rather nice;
I felt my spirit to your wooing dints steer
From alpha male sleet, my own preppy ice.
About your arching mohawk I thought trice,
Acquired taste for weed cookies as vegan,
Cried slacker dirt your black-in-mourning vice,
Our kidnaps of lab animals thus began.
As you went bald your mohawk fit a hood,
For love I grew dreadlocks inside a snood.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 hood
o $10,000 bonnet
o $10,000 flap

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