a study toward sonnet #1,514 by FisherKingKQJ
I look back grateful, hold no great regrets,
Although we panned out quite the poorest match-
I'm sure there's more to bank from longer bets-
And mid term future fielded you some catch.
Being allies versus foe, our safety nets
Get tangled hauled, don't mutually crosshatch,
As sailor like you swear, at ambiguities snatch,
You swear to kill me, irony wet whets.
I heard you out, that soon you'll settle score,
You've told me to shut up, me the moron;
Since I'm stoic and superstitious forgone
I'll never likewise cut down your soul's core.
I've got fond memories of our good times
Together; you're alive, a chum yet chimes.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 times
o $10,000,000 measures
o $10,000,000 periods
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