a study toward sonnet #1,045 by FisherKingKQJ
You say now that girl I caught you snogging
Got sick of your lorn talk about sweet me;
You guess true that some regrets are dogging
Sweet me as you've heard that I'm now free.
I'm giving you a last fourth chance to be
Just yourself as my sweetheart, even though
Your spontaneous, spendthrift ways are a plea
For me to counteract, damp down, or slow.
We both enjoy as previous calm afterglow,
You've been the wildcard set against my type,
Disrupting then diverting planner flow,
Much as my best pals may slam you and snipe.
Funny, ad lib you lives out the moment,
My attempts to act like you spread foment.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 moment
o $10,000,000 instance
o $10,000,000 occasion
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