a study toward sonnet #1,204 by FisherKingKQJ
First I didn't fit the herpes blister,
Said feathered into cellulite fat lumps,
And bikini line shave cut blood red bumps,
Only for a glance did it serve glister.
I felt as if I'd screwed up a twister,
At home with delirious one night humps,
Yet tough on condom cussing, pretty chumps,
Having split up with my maudlin mister.
It makes me rage mutely, outward blubber,
He should have warned me of his affliction,
How did herpes work around the rubber,
Over-scab our fleshly fierce affection?
I went to warn off chumps, but heck the hell,
In blusher, cellulite and herpes sell.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 hell
o $10,000,000 damnation
o $10,000,000 inferno
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