study toward sonnet #1,241 by FisherKingKQJ
I self invest as your blackmailer might-
All smiles, yet all the while I'm keeping score,
And over each mistake you pitch I pore,
I never simply let go of your sight.
There's sunny upside to this bloody blight,
Where you must pay by doing a chosen chore,
Where you have to spoil me to starving core
My sacrifice match, nudge me out of plight.
You owe me at least one final favour
For coming early, grabbing close my bum
In public sight, self centred behaviour-
You'll hide my stuff ups, sort out when I'm glum.
In good times, you'll take on greater technique,
In bad times, empathise with my pique.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 technique
o $10,000,000 method
o $10,000,000 skill
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