a study toward sonnet #1,208 by FisherKingKQJ
Summer smooch has ended now, else wilted,
Though you put faith in my chick second sight;
I loved you like a faghag, we would fright....
Valiant you vue deja once more jilted.
Troubled thoughts to an old love have tilted
As my boobs have grown back as backache blight,
CC to DD cups, same round, new height,
Surgeon's gripe and gauge now seem less stilted.
Smarmie, I still love your gruntled edit
Of pocket Wonkypaedia, your oiled tone,
You're some mosaic mongol, surgeon's credit,
Progressed to lanky legs, big nose bone.
Your self help guru got you past the froth,
Your hunchback collagen shots jab pure goth.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 froth
o $10,000,000 buzz
o $10,000,000 hype
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS