a study toward sonnet #1,272 by FisherKingKQJ
I reached the airport main concourse restrooms
To broach relief from senate boors and booze;
Delayed flight time meant I'd nought left to lose-
I'm sexy sixty, darkly look on tombs.
Blunt rearview mirrors, heady fruity fumes
Of handsoaps white hand dryers hotly ooze,
And turd marked pans accord a hookup cruise-
Installed, one stranger grunts, another grooms.
As blackmailed bachelor, strongarmed to vote
Things antigay, my solace greasy food
Found me constipated, I'd bashful brood,
Of left foot taps beneath stalls took code note.
Queerbasher, pants down, entrapped, recants
His fat foot freed beneath the said stall stance.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 recants
o $10,000,000 negates
o $10,000,000 scrubs
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