sonnet #1,581
Please darling wheel on home Im out of whack
Stomach sick sweat stained both blood eyes bleary
I shuffle shadows chasing stuff I lack
Charm of kind you girl whos chitchat cheery
Lift of glass rose up quick and quiet and eerie
I witnessed you aboard I knew the knack
Lug of folding mountain bike looks leery
Black safety helmet strapped on your backpack
My darling text me off your current train
Late Ill land back home by dusk for dinner
Skidding gravel last tight turn knee skinner
Ive disappointed poor you once again
Please Goddess we can look at lifestyle blocks
Quit town of trappings bollards grills and locks
Chorus blocks chunks ingots
sonnet #1,581A
He was a loud beachcombing larrikin
A sometime surfer manly mannequin
Who dug out a salty cricket blazer
Rusty remnants from a toasted tazer
And freshly armed and dressed he did hold up
A juror pinched his togs and thermal cup
Bold he bid his juror jog get fitter
Back at base hung juror met a titter
Five bailiffs outraged were on justice bent
On camels they approached a canvas tent
Noosed beachcombing larrikin hey bingo
Animal control rod deadset dingo
Siesta savvy hour in reconnoiter
Fellows who arent jolly just go loiter
Chorus reconnoiter probe scout
Elocution chart across two alphabet dice-
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