a study toward sonnet #1,474 by FisherKingKQJ

We can't chat next time, or I'll start to say
What people think and talk, that I'm a tart,
Above my station, starved right from the start,
You've been low key, you can just ease at bay.
I'll front up - your misdeeds outweigh
Your generosity, your droll eyes dart
Around her pleasant po face, us they part,
You can't see past my sister, her okay.
Not as cute as me bar fine cosmetics,
Nor as clued up, bar fancy mobile phones,
And her push up bras are the prosthetics,
My tiny whinges hardly match her moans.
What you will say, call her wild comb honey,
When at end, you married loans of money.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 honey
o $10,000,000 nectar
o $10,000,000 mead

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a study toward sonnet #1,473 by FisherKingKQJ

These differences toying between us small
Or subatomic, some could switch replace,
Or through domestic argument could chase
Their bold way up to level civil brawl.
You write untidily, I swirl a scrawl,
You guard your patch well, I know my own place,
You sip by cask white, I red drink by case,
You love to heave on, I off like to haul.
You shelve mugs lip up, I cups draw lip down,
You lather cream bars, I foam pure soap cakes,
You talk that city, there I call this town,
You live by large ponds, I dwell on small lakes.
Sometimes our rows blow the standard meter
Piecemeal, so making up can't be sweeter.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 meter
o $10,000,000 gauge
o $10,000,000 scale

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a study toward sonnet #1,472 by FisherKingKQJ

I've gone from rough edged rock to polished gem,
All thanks to you and your decreasing hug,
Now people see who I am, simply shrug
A hallmarked stone, I seem tracked home by them.
But there are tougher times when I field your phlegm
And spit off your white teeth, in pink gums snug;
When your insults are like a subtle drug,
My hide grows thicker, your barbs yanked won't stem.
I wander through this wicked world a bluff,
Exterior hard wrapped round interior soft,
To medicate God's mendicants enough,
To celebrate our lives, hold them aloft.
Some will carry talismans and curses,
Shielded through your shortness, my pain nurses.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 curses
o $10,000,000 maledictions
o $10,000,000 jinxes

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a study toward sonnet #1,471 by FisherKingKQJ

I clicked through our net site Toffsonly.com,
Right through heirs and heiresses whose dollars
Amount to multimillions flush each, from
Whom one dragged and dropped hot polo scholars.
It lead me to grinding sideways molars-
Why pitch to friends one's charm, the known aplomb?
One knew inside out stiff white linked collars,
As we two worked out like a water bomb.
I clicked you large as life, you served up drinks
To debutantes who jammed your private jet,
Unfunniest gossip column photo yet,
I clicked to stop the sound of toasting clinks.
Toffsonly.com is only getting worse,
I've passed my password on to my wet nurse.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 worse
o $10,000,000 inferior
o $10,000,000 poorer

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a study toward sonnet #1,470
by a feral African grey parrot
transliterated by FisherKingKQJ

Fat bottomed girls run his world, chatting chew,
A bubbly personality sure beats
A nice disposition, it's nothing new,
His tummy lard in brushing by, so greets.
His name rhymes with hat-trick, one four by two
He should be far less fussy when he eats,
White tartare sauce not to his taste, but goo,
Fat bottomed girls just gasp, as this unseats.
He wears his blue cap bill set back to front,
Streetclued, two faced, he's googly eyed, way cool,
He guzzles guarana drinks as a rule,
Real close to his offlicence, clever bunt.
His pick up lines are putdowns of you dude,
That are heard by fat bottomed girls that you'd.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 dude
o $10,000,000 bloke
o $10,000,000 fellow

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a study toward sonnet #1,469 by FisherKingKQJ

You've said aloud that we should now split,
Bogey words, they're better left unspoken,
Your punchline was aimed at my tummy pit,
Dear, I don't think my heart should end broken.
There was a time that we pipped jackpot hit
Give and take unchecked, far more than token;
When time went on, I missed the mates a bit,
Outside us life knocked, I was reawoken.
For weeks I viewed you as my clinging vine,
When time went on and on and I was told
Of someone else's lax behaviour line,
It read as undermining, really cold.
One light is on too late, I bet the snib
Up, down; I'll bang, or buzz, a second crib.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 snib
o $10,000,000 button
o $10,000,000 toggle

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a study toward sonnet #1,468 by FisherKingKQJ

What tawdry faux pas made you slap your friend's
Back swell and loud, mock friendly, as he spoke?
It's not like you to jerk around and joke,
Your new found jealousy a sour note sends.
You well think our embracing cheating wends,
I chafe at held back tears on which I'd choke
It's all just friendly, the pat, prod or poke
To which the arm in arm slow walking pends.
When I'm merry you'll call me plain dizzy,
And when I'm serious you'll call me just sad;
And when I wear shorts, you'll deem me growing lad,
When I wear brooches, you'll deem me bust busy.
These slights don't worry, matter not a whit,
Sunglasses on his crown weren't budged one bit.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 whit
o $10,000,000 jot
o $10,000,000 speck

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a study toward sonnet #1,467 by FisherKingKQJ

She'd wished someone dead who did her wrong,
Now she's dead, she yet wishes that she could
Take it back, and I hug the girl, all good,
Congenital injustice, right along.
She'd told me how she touched her uncle's dong
Aged seven, lollies led, misunderstood
Their heat in passing fancy neighbourhood,
At last rejected, sold down for a song.
She loved her nanny much, not her mum
And dad who were rich, distant, deadly cold,
Were busy brats yet clocked in decades old,
She added, her tears blotting bangs then some.
She reckoned that I was one one night stand
Till daybreak, close hugged me, no reprimand.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 stand
o $10,000,000 block
o $10,000,000 place

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a study toward sonnet #1,466 by FisherKingKQJ

She'd be late twenties, barely thirties odd,
No kids yet, she must crave that cold, cold shower,
Being male, we can postpone that painful prod,
Tell me how is our pretty, fertile flower?
She knows how I ask round, and sees me scour
Her crowd for news, as if I'd ever nod,
Misreads abstention from a growl or glower
As healthy interest, my health slipshod.
I care for her, so don't tell my story
To her, the me named after my grand-dad
Well ahead of birth, to work things awry,
The got his green eyes, karma deeply mad.
I'm wired to wed rich, sixty odd years old
A woman twenty, have four kids, extolled.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 old
o $10,000,000 aged
o $10,000,000 seasoned

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a study toward sonnet #1,465 by FisherKingKQJ

You fill my thoughts insanely, rule as such
My rationale, I'll flounder some wrong floor
On leaving last a lift, I'll bang a door
Wrong door, down four, two, flustered pretty much.
I'll pore down paragraphs, lapse out of touch,
At work, I'll pluck out documents, adore,
Just think you mine, once, thrice or evermore,
Lose their implicit sense, bent staples clutch.
Are we in love, or just good, mature mates?
Is this my brand new start, or my stale end?
And will I want for gestures, round the bend?
On your nod no-no, sayso my heart waits.
I pulled to kerbside, caught again my breath,
In love with you, I staved off sudden death.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 breath
o $10,000,000 gulp
o $10,000,000 respiration

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a study toward sonnet #1,464 by FisherKingKQJ

In shades of black, slate, or deep midnight skew,
In grades of more forgiving, more showing chic,
I found my goddess gainfully unique
Her lips and nails were lacquered ink black hue.
Her teeth were eerie white, her eyes light blue,
She wore fine tapered trousers, black and sleek,
Top chiffon sheer, white lacing looped for peek
Of bustline big, her bob red curls ado.
Slate driving gloves bent wrists, the palms on deck,
She sought the patient crane outstretching stance,
She wrested knees in armpits, up curved her neck,
From her nose tip her glad eyes wouldn't glance.
The asana which strengthens wrists and arms,
It swells and lengthens her boobs, civil charms.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 arms
o $10,000,000 branches
o $10,000,000 projections

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a study toward sonnet #1,463 by FisherKingKQJ
(lix)

You've never been in love and languish sad,
I've lingered loved and fallen loving out,
I've been tormented, driven anguish mad
In luxury cloaked, nearly dead in doubt.
She was my staff, that switched on girl I had,
I miss her piffle, prissiness, that pout,
All her grey shades, all shed midst good and bad,
Yes, I, the pitied lame, outlandish lout.
To say and sigh how you've no love at all
Ignorance shows, you're free fall foolish,
Sympathy nab, sociably feint ghoulish,
You shoulder any millstone plumb as pall.
I'm your role model, dicey love's ways learnt,
You rub your watery eyes, badgered, burnt.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 learnt
o $10,000,000 assimilated
o $10,000,000 understood

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