a study toward sonnet #996 by FisherKingKQJ
What might unborn yet future people think-
How should I script your natural good looks?
Should I endorse eugenics, cronyism link,
Or pander bookmarks in how-to art books?
Your mystery turns, a single phrase so rooks,
You bob atop red, green and blue light streams;
Your eyes spark gold and rhodium from brooks
Of fluid thought process, silently speak reams.
You turn and float on hexes of my dreams,
My chisel flutes a screwing thread of bust;
From supersymmetries your wide smile beams,
Knowing eyes to beauty beauties midst adjust.
They'll see our sweet child, offspring by testtube,
Praise him as their cute genius or cute boob.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 boob
o $10,000,000 dope
o $10,000,000 goof
[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS