a study toward sonnet #854 by FisherKingKQJ

You stroked my thighs lightly till I was moist,
Kissed my decolletage and throat and nape,
My green ruche satin dress began to hoist,
Your organ inside me felt like suede or crepe.
Then, you thrust back and forth your fleshy grape,
I strived not to lapse into screamed orgasm,
Pulled in my nails, which had started to scrape,
Felt you blow inside me, in womb core spasm.
Between us, there was much less of a chasm,
Although, since I'd never stopped loving you,
I sobbed and kissed you in mutual miasm,
How could I have envied your girls in lieu?
Why did I let Daddy call you old and wild...
When you're kind, patient, cute subtly styled.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 wild
o $10,000 errant
o $10,000 maverick

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a study toward sonnet #853 by FisherKingKQJ

O, my heart, I must leave you for my sweet girl,
Mount my trusty steed or else mountain bike;
I love your goodbye wave and red bang twirl,
What is there in you that some man can't like?
For you, my hypocrisy, for her, my first strike;
Hairstyles and shadows can shape you twins,
You cuddle a toy dog, while she tickles a tyke;
Thus, my win-win excursion now begins.
As she shaves where you wax your comely pins,
Between two damsels I shall never pick,
I smile my luck, and your oblique chagrins,
As cogs and gears change smoothly on a click.
The long way here is handsfree fast and steep,
The short way there is stopstart, plod timekeep.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 steep
o $10,000 abrupt
o $10,000 ravinous

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a study toward sonnet #852 by FisherKingKQJ

I've just entrapped a boy with whom I click,
Though I'm only going to play me as me;
In past times, I've been fey and pretty thick
By trying to mould myself as a queen bee.
I think that I know his type down to tee,
Dowse inner self and outer self at odds,
Substantiate what my loving eyes can see,
His moving lips moist nectar of the gods.
Then I'm tuned in by his inviting nods,
His words conjure a cottonsheet oak bed,
Fine dark cognac, and with my impish prods,
Sweet nothings french as mellifluously said.
He wants me in bikini top with cute shorts,
And sneakers, though I'm not out of sorts.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 shorts
o $10,000 bermudas
o $10,000 cutoffs

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a study toward sonnet #851 by FisherKingKQJ

My spelling out that auspicious moment
Pushed you away, you looked tearfully aghast;
My clipped tone of voice invoked the foment,
Put fear between us and our mutual past.
My eyes are dry but my heart is downcast,
It's a long list of good times I'd need erase,
The shared remembrances so very vast,
My love stayed true, as everyone says,
We thrived in summer nights and winter days.
Gods and guides of tarot, scry and astro,
Please forgive me, and correct my mean ways,
With the whimsy charm of Cupid's arrow,
My jealous words gild now, without rephrase.
By zodiac signs well timed procession,
Shield my love from envy rid possession.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 procession
o $10,000 movement
o $10,000 shift

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a study toward sonnet #850 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm bringing you back your cute little pet,
Serve penance for belittling his disease,
He should've been off sooner to our vet,
Distressed bald by miniature crowds of fleas.
I'll ask your forgiveness on bended knees,
For tandem optimism and lassitude,
Expecting strife to get better by degrees
Of self healing, elsewhere given lattitude.
Deja vu drives sense near your altitude,
It prints a frown on your sweet baby face,
Coins symbols for which you've an aptitude,
I see a spat about fleabombs and mace.
He's fluffy white, between us, on a beach,
But dare I say, his bum requires a bleach.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 beach
o $10,000 littor
o $10,000 strand

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a study toward sonnet #849 by FisherKingKQJ

Sweet plea bargain as that would-be rapist,
My landlord's locked up in the loony bin;
He made such a botch of hives as apiarist,
Myself, I've seized the garden with a grin.
Hard ten out the pen sounds forever kin,
I've bought in cherubs and gods of my own,
And taken their dear prices on the chin,
On arches grapevines wild and twisted grown.
Bright monarch butterflies have shown
A taste for my bulb dangling swan plants,
Iron Butterfly herself might've singing sown,
In Golden Age of Hollywood prior rants.
On terracotta flagstones with skip and hop,
I kiss the frames from your two dollar shop.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 hop
o $10,000 jump
o $10,000 leap

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a study toward sonnet #848 by FisherKingKQJ

You could call it sick - I like to compete,
Will even risk true love, which is a safe bet,
And tempt girls with a boy mine complete...
No tuned in girl has snagged him in her net.
My open heart and open mind sure get
My boy standing by me free of fluster;
Not so great news for rivals newly met,
Amazons clammed by my filibuster.
Love's inward hope tied to outward lustre,
Else serene mysterious, though never wrong;
Love's sometimes this silver knuckleduster,
That joins up megameek with superstrong.
Their pigeonholes soothe the Galapagos,
My boy hints that I'd be galled at a loss.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 loss
o $10,000 deficit
o $10,000 negative

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a study toward sonnet #847 by FisherKingKQJ

I know that you've gotten tired of my style,
But you know that I've been flawed for ages;
You haven't criticised me for a while,
I guess the love is getting chilled by stages.
First it's one shrugged shoulder that engages,
In lukewarm manner distantly unfazed;
Then it's eyes rolled one side that enrages,
As you're a hedonist who craves funcrazed.
The nice things I do of late are none praised,
Forget flaws, I confess imperfect knowledge,
Bad timing, straightforward by bad luck mazed,
Dogeared diploma from hard knock college.
O well, who am I to deny you such license?
As I know myself just through our licence.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 license
o $10,000 permission
o $10,000 warrant

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a study toward sonnet #846 by FisherKingKQJ

You're egocentric and rugged as old boots,
You only live for men's adoring gaze,
Your superior good looks are in cahoots,
As even my experienced eyes can glaze.
Though neither of us offers less than blaze,
The other gender sounds out to enslave,
It's your own house of mirrors set to raze,
You'll purge and binge yourself up to grave.
I'd been in love before your me-first rave
The pyrrhic victory left her smirking limp,
From sequel break ups her couldn't save
So I ask for less, intimate feelings skimp.
I'm going to say what you want as a chump,
When you're besotted, I'll expertly dump.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 chump
o $10,000 rube
o $10,000 sucker

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a study toward sonnet #845 by FisherKingKQJ

You must press charges of delinquent fraud,
On my behalf, against that misleading ad;
Such terms as classic, striking bombshell broad,
The she was shemale and I was greatly had.
You might think me chump, cavalier or cad,
I swear to God that session was prepaid,
And lamplit thingy didn't look half bad,
But seeking slot, on doodle my hand laid.
Your union coppers sure have got it made,
The maori wardens guarding your deep trough,
There's citizen's arrests, comp legal aid,
So they can chase skirt, leisurely get off.
I want you, half ass, to catch this half arse,
Else love and law enforcement turn to farce.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 arse
o $10,000 bum
o $10,000 derriere

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a study toward sonnet #844 by FisherKingKQJ

I love some of your manly quirks or tricks,
You drive your car as though it's a rocket,
Especially when we're lost in the sticks,
The map book useless as a crinkled docket.
There was the time you were out of pocket,
Gave me this ring of cubic zirconium,
You slung round my neck a golden locket,
Cheap as well, not as one who'd shirk odium.
Your engaging good looks work econium,
And fumble loose to one side my bra strap,
Hint tall pedestal or else perk podium,
In taxi backseats, common booze mishap.
You say that you love me down to letter,
Pitying, stroking, fobbing, talk me better.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 letter
o $10,000 character
o $10,000 symbol

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a study toward sonnet #843 by FisherKingKQJ

I've got my cash stashed in a money box,
Away from torrents, fade of sunny day,
My doors inlaid by peepholes, chains and locks,
Near paths patrolled by camera array.
Somehow I don't mind letting sunlight play,
On your sweet face for lotharios to view,
And more fool I not to treat you as prey,
I share the wonder of cool things you do.
I should break you in with a fun curse new,
Dress you in burka that you backwards swear,
Place you under twentyfour hour curfew,
As it's your gold heart I hold much more dear.
In neither looks nor mind you being a dud
In tablecloth garb, I'd concede nose stud.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 dud
o $10,000 bogus
o $10,000 fake

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a study toward sonnet #842 by FisherKingKQJ

Weekends with you, my love, are as thrilling,
Hot drum and bass, cool hypnotising thump,
Crazy parties, odd friends, booze and pilling,
On later, ourselves alone to bump and hump.
The ecstasy leaves me with one sore rump,
Box and tits glowing pink with sinful pleasure;
In its shadow we'll bond strange blissful slump,
Workaday sex being dross by said measure.
Career prospect somehow we more treasure,
Now, we scarcely spare time for each other,
Life waves goodbye to those highs of leisure;
Pill free, I'm as sister, you're like brother.
Next weekend we might have to call it quits...
I'll chance now my turn, thus love you to bits.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 quits
o $10,000 null
o $10,000 void

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a study toward sonnet #841 by FisherKingKQJ

I caught my babe looking down a bustier,
Her boobs were so firm and more than ample;
Silly thought as other males are lustier,
Feelings things he'd never mean to trample.
Latest stressed opportune great example
Of doubts I wanted off my pigeon chest;
Broad daylight, I would pull from his sample,
In pitch black only could he cop a breast.
Skin round my eyes is blacker than the rest,
And my long neck, too, mocks me as a swan,
My shoulders round, exacerbate our nest,
Goose down pillows we rest our heads upon.
Darling calls me his sweet, ugly duckling,
Bar a honk or quack or whoop to suckling.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 duckling
o $10,000 gosling
o $10,000 cygling

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a study toward sonnet #840 by FisherKingKQJ

Now you're away, I'm lonesome as davecat,
Your portrait glazed on ornamental plate;
Your sweet profile laminated place mat
Craves me peck your smooth as skin latex pate.
O figurehead, for you I can scarce wait,
Now respect your need for personal space;
I choose to cheat on you with you innate,
Your thorough mystery unbound by place.
I loathed your silent fume or up down pace,
But now that I have them in spades as trump,
She you wears your enticing silk and lace,
We bond as one dark heat exchanging pump.
Come back, my heart, I miss you pretty much,
As well, your far too quick or listless touch.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 much
o $10,000 lots
o $10,000 heaps

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a study toward sonnet #839 by FisherKingKQJ

My chin trapped with a fingertip and thumb,
In your blue eyes there was a mocking glint;
I was quite speechless as if swallowing gum,
As my mind rankled words not fit to print.
You bent your head down low to peck a hint
Across my beestung lips, so parched with ire;
As yours were tender pressing for their stint,
Expert, soft, slick, somehow my own caught fire.
You grabbed the small of my back into gyre,
Madly, I clasped my arms round your triceps,
Sculpted your wide shoulder blade edges higher,
Then I was grasped tight by your hard biceps.
O, how could I fall for such a blatant cynic,
Who learnt all his strokes in a macho clinic?

(Chorus)
o $10,000 cynic
o $10,000 pragmatist
o $10,000 realist

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

The letter A in morse code . _ is the same as the iamb v /
in iambic pentameter.
The letter N in morse code _ . is the same as the trochee / v
in trochee pentameter.
This means musical instruments can communicate simple
instructions to each other audibly, and create melodies
over a lyric, by stacking.
This idea is similar to the stacking of half notes on top of
whole notes, the stacking of quarter notes on top of
half notes, the stacking of sixteenth notes on top of
quarter notes. It can cue in and cue out singers or musical
arrangements.

a study toward sonnet #838 by FisherKingKQJ

Men have always chased me up with vigor,
Because of red head fragile pretty looks,
But I thwart their dearth of factual rigor,
Can't be a clinging vine, won't sink in hooks.
I'm as tough as open leatherbound books
To analyse, past this snub freckled nose,
Accept the clear pure white skin of my nooks,
Blue vein branches where lacking adipose.
My back of knees, my temples by fringe flows,
My upturned wrists, public blue veins begin,
But in my ribcage pure humanity stows,
Don't count on a submissive, trembling grin.
You'll groom me feisty to get me into bed,
But when I turn you down, I'm poorly bred.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 bed
o $10,000 cot
o $10,000 futon

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a study toward sonnet #837 by FisherKingKQJ

My heart tells me you're set up for passion,
But my eyes say you're a knockdown beauty;
My heart thinks of light as a savoured ration,
And stifles glamour out of precious duty.
My gut tells me you're more than just a cutie,
But my heart says you're loyally tailor made;
My gut thinks of female touch as lite fruity,
And blockades personal growth overlaid.
My eyes tell me your features make the grade,
But my gut says you'll tire of mirrors soon;
My eyes think of you under keyhole blade,
And censor medicine against sick loon.
This lonely soul great racked in civil rout,
Heart, eyes, gut run at you as roundabout.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 rout
o $10,000 battle
o $10,000 skirmish

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a study toward sonnet #836 by FisherKingKQJ

Had a large gap between school and uni,
And I was anxious that I'd lost the plot;
Tell me, boyfriend, nor beefed up nor puny,
Why shouldn't I kill dreary time with pot?
You miss the old me who made love a lot,
Who was dynamic and bliss going lucky;
The new me is a listless, withdrawn clot,
I might add, a chick who stymies clucky.
Thus you say the smell on kisses is yucky,
You yourself do like dopey warm numb;
My stumbles and setbacks in past mucky,
Embarrassing small, monumental dumb.
I blow off your third world wogs on a joint-
You lecture my low self esteem no point.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 joint
o $10,000 reefer
o $10,000 smoke

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a study toward sonnet #835 by FisherKingKQJ

My dear hairstylist is one smooth talker,
So many of his friends have died of aids,
Helping out as sidekick wedding stalker,
I decked myself in burberrys and plaids.
I was caught between suitor serenades,
So put up with our lurking near the church,
With widow biddies, glad rag renegades,
Eclipsed by branches of old yew and birch.
Slow death or death had left us in a lurch,
Afraid to crash the large cash bar inside,
I watched my escort's joyful teary search
Of wizened, grizzling mother of the bride.
He wept the bride's white georgette gown,
I whisper asked him to just tone it down.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 gown
o $10,000 dress
o $10,000 kaftan

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a study toward sonnet #834 by FisherKingKQJ

Love, let's tiki tour the compass humours,
You staying alone northeast in so far east;
Love, let's put paid to time zone led rumours,
I'm lonesome south east in so middle east.
You're sanguine phlegmatic, inspire zeitgeist,
Wet cold, wet hot, water oxygenate;
Your calm and courage by set back increased,
Gall bladder, spleen you foxy generate.
I'm melancholy choler, doxy grate,
Dry hot, dry cold, earthen pot near kiln fire;
Bad tempered sleepless, moxy delegate,
Brain, lungs and liver myself poxy mire.
This autumn winter, I'm a vase to fill...
Spring summer, you'll be my bubbling rill.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 fill
o $10,000 invest
o $10,000 load

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a study toward sonnet #833 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm just a weekend sniff, no cocaine fiend,
But it helps me live without hunky guys;
I don't want him replacing my best friend,
Nor do I want a cramped, submissive guise.
You're right, I now say pass on trou and flies,
Think over twice that caboodle we call bloke,
Unreliable male hormone that makes eyes,
Elusive when blatant, smarm thread bespoke.
You say, touche, I now pass on cock for coke,
Though one size fits all in that department,
Please take my cheek peck as a kind half joke,
Twist on me your book on head deportment.
When I'm high there's no abuse by talent,
Self absorbed times near you so prevalent.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 talent
o $10,000 ability
o $10,000 endowment

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a sudy toward sonnet #832 by FisherKingKQJ

I must have been mad or four glass tipsy,
To hook up with you in a student squat,
I fell in love with you, black haired gipsy,
We're starcrossed lovers, so no matter what.
My stomach twisted, looped itself a knot,
I watched you break in with a master key,
Your smouldering eyes, your embraces hot,
Filled me with guilty and mischievous glee.
Your Russian tea merchants might agree,
Who've never set foot on their Russian soil
For generations, on our shanghai spree,
We watch the samovar come to the boil.
My lips in kidnap, your kisses weakened,
This mansion was absented all weekend.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 weakened
o $10,000 lightened
o $10,000 softened

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a study toward sonnet #831 by FisherKingKQJ

I miss you so much since you're far away,
Talking cross time zones engages dangling;
Your gene inset skin flakes beg me to stay,
Perhaps for your child or you cloned angling.
Don't undervalue quantum entangling,
And bountiful ripe stem cells in the nose;
Man, who jiggles us hard without mangling,
Kills us like clippings from fingers or toes.
On gravity strings my love thought goes,
To you, my poppet, copied many times,
Deleting prior selves with previous throes,
The teleporter tests first dirtier rhymes.
We know each other as pleasing habit,
If dying brings me to you, then I'll grab it.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 habit
o $10,000 routine
o $10,000 way

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a study toward sonnet #830 by FisherKingKQJ

Prim friend, my love and I are dirty dogs,
Who ride rigid mountain bikes on boulders,
We dress in nothing but kelp, sand and togs
So admiring each others sweating shoulders.
Scrawl this down in your voyeur bent folders:
Complemented jockstrap and sportsbra swell,
Mutual grimace of tanned laughline smoulders,
Complimented marine and pheromone smell.
Out of my hair he'll pluck seagrapes or shell,
And kiss hot unique smells between my breasts,
And just behind my ear to waft round a spell,
I'll sniff full his scalp as there his musk nests.
Enormous tyres smooth out a rocky chasm,
Togs as bedding now conflate my orgasm.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 chasm
o $10,000 gap
o $10,000 slash

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a study toward sonnet #829 by FisherKingKQJ

Should I halt or coax your instant dazzle
Through some security minded rally?
Smooch-oiled memories gear up for razzle,
Brazilian wax boisterous my hill and valley.
Spark or orchestrate right in this alley,
Redhot love underway scarce after spur,
With my sheer haltertop your brain sally,
My hand on your hand guiding cannot err.
Instinct speeds hassle-saving jolt and whir,
The skirt and pants rowdy, conjuring breeze,
Unzip as crotch free cinch, a quickie concur,
Dust mites imply peremptory as wheeze.
Extraction fans above alloy our heat,
Their dirty churns versus gasps compete.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 heat
o $10,000 temperature
o $10,000 warmth

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a study toward sonnet #828 by FisherKingKQJ

Indoors to outdoors, these eyes quickly blink,
Whelmed then visceral from gazing navel;
I've grown to love you with a friendly wink,
But tonight clammed rods and cones unravel.
There's too much detail with astral travel,
She's no one I've known or met passing by,
Her face oval shaped, not round, smack gavel,
My oath of love to you tapped out blatant lie.
The One's bow lips enflame my lips now dry,
And thorough spread her vision's hyperbole;
Where she yields mega memory through scry,
You've dismissed control of dreams my folly.
She melts snow in the Himalaya peak range,
And controls her heartbeat to heat exchange.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 range
o $10,000 cluster
o $10,000 series

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #827 by FisherKingKQJ

The marriage had gone from hot to lukewarm,
You seemed distant, though at times tender,
And you worked long, long hours as if the norm,
Straight to sleep would your poor head surrender.
I thought that I caught glimpse of suspender,
As you dragged on your shoulder some rag doll,
Through the stake out I was on sharp tenter,
Betrayal well barbed, a grapple ragged soul.
Your best friend ever eager, bright and droll
I sneaked french kisses, he went sweet on me,
His heart I won to smash your two time toll,
With double whammy I planned myself free.
I jettison lead deadweights in my wake,
You heart sneak soldered upon his heart ache.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 wake
o $10,000 exhaust
o $10,000 trail

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a study toward sonnet #826 by FisherKingKQJ

I loathe half baked half arses of your ilk,
Who see cooking as the latest fashion,
Who mix soy milk up with wet nurse milk,
Who shrink quality with aesthete ration.
On my reputation I could cash in,
I keep my stocks as fresh as I'm able,
Lobster ravioli is my newest passion,
My sweet, as I bend you on chef's table.
Where snobs sit out me master of fable,
As I gut line caught turbot drop jaw glum,
As I dice live petals plucked from gable,
I stick a ghee brie courgette up your bum.
My mentor bollocked me as up my butt,
For sniffing at the challenge of lower cut.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 butt
o $10,000 arse
o $10,000 derriere

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a study toward sonnet #825 by FisherKingKQJ

I answered her plea by setting her loose,
To double check if our old love was stale;
To you my friend I feel it is I lose
My sweet young girl now without fail.
The circumstance is not for me to rail,
Inside a friendship predating money,
As volunteer descriptions from regale
Turned you onto my hot bashful honey.
Any thoughts of you both are sunny,
You're as volatile as blended whiskey,
She as witty and you as slapstick funny,
I lose one or none whereat you're frisky.
Tell, do I love too little or too much?
Is your glass over flowing or even dutch?

(Chorus)
o $10,000 much
o $10,000 lots
o $10,000 plenty

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a study toward sonnet #822 by FisherKingKQJ

Your stern gaze tunnelled my inviting mouth,
I tried decoding through your frowns your mind,
For moments your eyes travelled cleavage south,
You cradled my cheeks in hands big and kind.
Our trivial row shrank down to time's rescind,
Bland lacuna replaced foul tempered speech,
Eyes dropped eyelids intimate strange aligned,
My parched lips grabbing at your kiss hot peach.
I held back strange tears acrid hot as bleach,
Blind, you begged that I absolve a blunder,
I weighed up weird if I should sob or screech,
Your hard thighs verse mine our shaking wonder.
I hung my arms around your warm, smooth neck,
My arms akimbo dreamed, me dishing heck.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 neck
o $10,000 funnel
o $10,000 spout

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a study toward sonnet #824 by FisherKingKQJ

I watched them from the corner of my eye,
As he leaned nearer that young pretty girl;
They'd never guess me envy riddled spy,
I felt my fists clench as white knuckle furl.
My gaze took in sunset veiled by cloud curl,
I blinked quick her touch of his upper arm,
His smiling parry over even teeth of pearl,
They were almost coupled in looks and charm.
Here we were on our friends' chic coastal farm,
Though I craved said man of my orisons,
Crude nature of his taste cause for alarm,
My curls red coral, hers red horizons.
A speedboat's throttle down, we two would gun,
For our own universe through setting sun.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 gun
o $10,000 blast
o $10,000 shoot

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{There have been several clues as to what Adam and Eve looked like. Adam has been called
"red" and Eve has not. Eve means eve, and Ada, surely means after, red sunrise and red sunset
in the earliest human language.}
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a study toward sonnet #823 by FisherKingKQJ

Eventually on sweet faces truth tells,
I bet your rumpled early morning face
Has adoration found by someone else,
Unlike my love now nostalgic at base.
So gradually you've mutated with grace,
To crinkled face wrinkled youthful smiling;
Your loose flesh so expert in neck embrace,
Craves May-December toyboy defiling.
Then, your heavy periods, no reviling,
Or now, your quietly flushed menopause,
Methods you make pain small are beguiling,
As you don't delegate the blame or cause.
You're overripe, a blue attractive bruise,
Our sickly peach, intoxicating booze.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 bruise
o $10,000 hurt
o $10,000 injury

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a study toward sonnet #821 by FisherKingKQJ

You like to argue for great quarrel's sake,
Your overreaction shades to histrionic,
Established facts you like to rake and rake,
Thorough in dispatching kiss free tonic.
Since I know you, I'll call it demonic,
That way you glorify me with whinge,
Club my shortcomings in slurs subsonic,
If I dwelled on unknowns I'd then unhinge.
You hide score settling in confession binge,
You're fascinating as a garbled scream,
At last I'm in your shoes, I feel a twinge,
Of understanding that we're single team.
As not once do you bellow that I'm short,
I'm hobbling stilleto heels plain your sort.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 short
o $10,000 curtailed
o $10,000 diminshed

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a study toward sonnet #820 by FisherKingKQJ

Was awful to go through its history,
See growling porno starlets sodomised;
Say you hate westerns, don't find this gory,
Still by pages tabbed I was compromised.
My thought was to get the den deodorised,
Wipe surfaces on which your hands lay;
My husband would then be lobotomised,
If my pinch on the situation held sway.
I'd take or leave you libertine or gay,
It's just that I can't bide this double life,
So speak up as you squirm, insult defray-
Explain how I have failed you as your wife?
If you can keep your feet off a table,
You can shut eyes near x rated cable.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 table
o $10,000 bureau
o $10,000 desk

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a study toward sonnet #819 by FisherKingKQJ

You're so wrong as to how much I love her,
You're reading way too much between the lines,
Between your words I blink, I cannot err,
My heart, as well, for her enflamed love pines.
Your foolish action friendship undermines,
Though that seems camaraderie at best,
All mapped out in martial sines and cosines,
I puzzle your fresh, pyrrhic styled conquest.
My love for her atrophied seeks your jest,
So go ahead, with sweet talk you can mesh,
Buff her up for another male obssessed
With her entrancing primps, her toned up flesh.
Say she's not your type, but could still be friends,
To stranger's stranger signals hot it sends.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 friends
o $10,000 mates
o $10,000 pals

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Dear Diary,
I won $25 on Makybe Diva at the Melbourne Cup. No horse has won three times, before. As in the case of the NZ
election results a month ago, I knew the Aussie bookies had got their facts
wrong way up.
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS

a study toward sonnet #818 by FisherKingKQJ

Darling, perfect men are dime a dozen,
Your standards are too high, too too surreal,
Since he's not a brother or a cousin,
Then you can propitiate or close your deal.
I don't want you denying what you feel,
But so what if he's plucking grey hairs out,
Or capping his worn canine teeth with steel,
He's not the sort to hide a rash or gout.
You're forty now, by clocks you want to flout,
You love his skin tone, eye colour falling short,
In your dream man, undermine your doubt,
Your own failings aired, does he ever snort?
If we loved saidsame glittering gold coin,
You'd be inspired to tarnish or purloin.

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o $10,000 coin
o $10,000 disk
o $10,000 token

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