a study toward sonnet #1,014 by FisherKingKQJ
You're quite the new man twenty years adult,
Bones totally made over, blood juiced new;
Still you seem the narrow member of a cult,
And still what you need is a scion in lieu.
Your determination to see things through,
The kindness, good looks, amplitude of brains,
Discretion, patience and thrift all accrue
As building blocks just as your own life wanes.
Ommission, malice and bad luck make gains,
Our society but rotten breeding grounds
For ugly, thick, inbred and midget strains,
Your genes could neutralise their thirsty bounds.
You and your son harvest a snowy mountain,
Nightsky's ice trap in a star bouyed fountain.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 mountain
o $10,000,000 alp
o $10,000,000 pile
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