a study toward sonnet #1,044 by FisherKing KQJ
As people wish on you success that's great,
But not so great to make their envy swell,
Then you know love can be a form of hate,
And you stay guarded if doing far too well.
Your ideas one thousand leagues deep dwell,
Scried self bait as the cookiecutter shark,
Small tuna strike your tiny dark patch tell,
Your belly luminescent, you trump your mark.
Your heart scried as a seedless fruit or bark
Is cultured, sterile, merely passes through;
Your soul reveres bright solar eclipses dark,
As dappled leaf shadows you can ground view.
So, old friend, boardroom coup or manslaughter,
I wish you luck, through a son or daughter.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 manslaughter
o $10,000,000 mankill
o $10,000,000 manquash
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