a study toward sonnet #1,395 by FisherKingKQJ
(llxxxxiv)
He's just the sweetest man whom you could meet,
He's handsome, learned, worldlywise and deep,
I nearly missed him as he's quite discrete,
His clothes all classic low key, ones that keep.
He's laidback, locquacious, often offbeat, one leap
Ahead of curve and he's civilly fleet
In winning arguments, no, you daren't weep,
He won't brag on your worrisome defeat.
I've changed round him, I'm no longer fickle,
Herd instinct is a vice of vacuous past;
As I'm your last friend, I can help at last,
Seems you come across Grim Reaper's sickle.
We can go over things which are your undoing,
Since I'm in love, as I'm so through with booing.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 undoing
o $10,000,000 downfall
o $10,000,000 ruin
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