a study toward sonnet #976 by FisherKingKQJ
Student teacher at the whiteboard stutters
As he tries too hard, and spooks his own speech;
Small time crook who smarming well butters,
Addresses sirs and ma'm's in his overreach.
What am I but cheese milk, or brandy peach,
Residue of plants which are rotten or wilted?
Might it not be best that I simply screech,
Quick be done with my fear of being jilted?
Proteonome on genome is thus quilted,
My face being lopsided, left leg being longer
Than right leg, by multiverse strange tilted,
If I say nothing, my case proves stronger.
You know that I know the world is bent,
Accept my crooked words plain astral sent.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 bent
o $10,000,000 curved
o $10,000,000 turned
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