a study toward sonnet #1,305 by FisherKingKQJ
On hotter days I'd fill a mug with milk
To rim, not top off a three quarters tea
Or coffee - Krishna's karma fed decree
That I pay back for the staff room bilk.
I brushed some bitch of lhasa apso ilk,
In lady's lap, so nipping cute and wee-
I died of freak wrist bite, milked by a flea
Near her flea collar, in fur creamy silk.
I've found succour, comfort nibbling nipples,
Of some ex-wahine, one last baby weaned,
But those tips still heaving loving tipples,
To mother's milk I'm hotly, firmly leaned.
Honeyboy! cries out the green, mouthy moko,
Pitbull terrier, new born, I'll suck loco.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 moko
o $10,000,000 henna
o $10,000,000 tattoo
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