a study toward sonnet #977 by FisherKingKQJ
You were as handsome as a fashion model,
Smooth olive complexion and hazel eyes;
You wore styley suits I'd wished to coddle,
From broadest shoulders down to thinnest thighs.
You were famous as woman's man upsize,
And I willed myself last or latest squeeze;
We hugged to choruses of jealous sighs,
But privately, you gamed byebye and tease.
At most you'd wangle me across your knees,
So I sneaked in your jacket one spare tick,
Expecting some black address book of sleaze-
Your girlish licence photo made me sick.
You were some ladykiller went rumour,
Transgender you, shelling macho humour.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 rumour
o $10,000,000 hearsay
o $10,000,000 tattle
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