a study toward sonnet #1,036 by FisherKingKQJ
You were cunning, you skirted law libel,
Slammed my qualities rather than my deed;
I still found you morally straight liable
As hate and bad luck surely therein breed.
But rather than smack you hard with a screed,
I thought that I'd low trump you with a deuce,
With native charm your massive ego feed,
Then blow you off hot, your black heart reduce.
My shoulders halter bared, cute I'd seduce-
But you were such a giving, gentle lover
Inspiring orgasms, how could I get loose?
So I awkardly blew off my own cover.
You offered sorry making superb love,
Your strokes pleased mine over yet above.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 love
o $10,000,000 amor
o $10,000,000 rapture
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