a study toward sonnet #942 by FisherKingKQJ
You tag along, you've got baby gumption
To wear stick-on horse tattoos on your skin,
Naive as you is your half ass assumption,
Saved only by a steel pin though your chin.
Babe, I'll try to love you despite your spin,
Tease pain from your tryhard punk emo fob,
Nice handful under your badges of tin,
Torn chucks professing as much as your gob.
You can bet your spikey black dyed punk bob
Your sixteenth birthday bridges child rape,
One stroke ahead of midnight, we could rob
Dumb bureaucrats of official red tape.
Your square black glasses put ten years on you,
Babe, I shall also burp you while we screw.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 screw
o $10,000,000 bonk
o $10,000,000 copulate
[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]
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