a study toward sonnet #941 by FisherKingKQJ
You set me up and hissed me water spout,
I got so wet in summertime downpour;
You set me up and fumed me ski drought,
I got so burnt in wintertime sleetscore.
Your fine hair does the barometer chore,
When soft and curly, it's a thrill to touch,
I know that stormy weather twists to fore,
When hard and brittle, it's a sunshine clutch.
My boots are dry but stiff now, creaky as such,
My tan peeled off now, soft skin white as white,
You're sorry, your schadenfreude too much,
Pre empt my outburst, or revenge, or flight.
Your smokescreen seeds many tears of healing,
Pearly wet, your blue eyes swim appealing.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 healing
o $10,000,000 fixing
o $10,000,000 repairing
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