a study toward sonnet #984 by FisherKingKQJ
I never thought that I'd be seeing a shrink
Despite my efforts to shield my true thought;
All people know exactly what I think,
That my consuming envy can't be caught.
Damn FisherKing and gifts that can't be bought,
My lecturers patronised my term fee trick;
All my hard work at music one fat nought,
That Croatian dastard with the one inch prick!
O doctor, his sonnets are bright and slick...
Myself, I noodled in a mediocre pub band,
O doctor, my obsession seems frig sick,
Round Babel's hex I've fruitlessly goldpanned.
O doctor, FisherKing once looked through me...
I love to hate men, could you set me free?
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 free
o $10,000,000 independent
o $10,000,000 loose
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