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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