a study toward sonnet #1,184 by FisherKingKQJ
Please, please, stop setting up domestic fights,
I'll guard my ground in strategic retreat;
I've used kung fu to fend aside your heat,
I could gag sleeping you with your silk tights.
Your wrinkling scowls age you, blushing blights,
I hate to hate your pretty face as you bleat,
I loathe to loathe your cute fists clenched to beat,
You greet my silence with your stoic lip bites.
Our life married for the most part cruises,
You still pinch, deliver rabbit punches,
Call pax before perving my next day bruises,
Strangers bare skin fooled, on flinches hunches.
How can you nag the man who loves you most,
Who can feel himself grow white as some ghost.
(Chorus)
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o $10,000,000 best
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