a study toward sonnet #1,096 by FisherKingKQJ
FisherKing left his mountain bike saddle,
Claimed for Christ's love the Celestial City;
Cargo cult low priests fell on his ditty,
Their minds backward, voluntary addle.
He beat them with holo oar or paddle,
Aussie lawyers ticked small print ittybitty-
How thieving Stupak's Pole was squitty-
Stopped leo satellites straight up global straddle.
From sky to sky ran laser beam trip wire,
For 3d phones, chimed by playing card number,
For 3d movies, union throngs for hire,
Never more would greed glassgold encumber.
Nearby failed muso now accepts her pram,
To her babe grieves this: mediocre I am.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 pram
o $10,000,000 cart
o $10,000,000 trolley
[Autoucbe3 - for 3d interactive movies.]
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