a study toward sonnet #1,344 by FisherKingKQJ
A dunce askance, I looked to dopey boys-
One knelt, one squatted, also one crosslegged,
My shades up, I tracked broken bottle noise,
Bottleneck slid balalaika, three pegged.
I peeped away too late for equipoise,
One pricked to pillar, with la le lu's egged,
They hailed to me along sand dunes ahoys,
He squared up scrawny, lighter sparks he begged.
New lit fag was stuck on his bottom lip,
Across my shoulder he then croaked, as if
He was a movie crook, leered, puffed a quip-
The sick lungs on my pack - a Beehive spliff.
He slurred that cancer fixed the Falun Gong-
I knew that I was his chick by the bong.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 gong
o $10,000,000 bell
o $10,000,000 cymbal
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