a study toward sonnet #1,042 by FisherKingKQJ
Our sad accident hit friend needs more help,
Though I can't give her any more feedback;
She's so demanding, quite the greedy whelp
I'd like to give her whingeing arse a smack.
I can't keep going her down her rutted track
Of parties, clubs, and bars and sleazy men,
Substitute for her last man who was slack,
Who was entirely bad for her through zen.
She'll listen close and nod yes now and then,
Lift her teary, drawn face from my shoulder,
Thank me for our small pep talk hen to hen,
Seek out thugs as earlier, younger, older.
Can you tell her that my love has been spent,
From hen to hen to hen, your kind ear bent?
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 spent
o $10,000,000 drained
o $10,000,000 exhausted
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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS