a study toward sonnet #1,020 by FisherKingKQJ
You've gone soft for the widow left behind,
Believe your timely death would devestate;
But girls with no dowries are silver lined,
Still pick their men for half the shared estate.
Perverse that nuclear christians elevate
House mortgages and city council greed
Against extended families, so enervate
Your love of children of disparate breed.
You've got a sponsored girl who's thin as a reed,
Default support chimp bugging in mudhuts;
If only you had your own child to feed,
You could stand on a hill of stiffs with guts.
African crooks tipple long dry oceans,
You and your child harvest star ice potions.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 potions
o $10,000,000 brews
o $10,000,000 elixirs
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