a study toward sonnet #971 by FisherKingKQJ
We gathered at some microbrewing pub,
He my ex boyfriend's not so dear school mate;
I got odd goosebumps for him in this hub,
As hot prospect he'd else remotely rate.
He hailed a taxi for our quickie date,
We groped and cuddled in the ribbed back seat,
We stumbled for his penthouse in a state
And made love in the lift, an awkward feat.
He did up his tie, so signalled no repeat
Performance quickie, mediocre as first;
He called a taxi, clicked lust in retreat,
I went from feeling myself blessed to cursed.
Tears come to my eyes when I mull the slight,
Yet I believe now in true love's first sight.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 slight
o $10,000,000 annoyance
o $10,000,000 irritant
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