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sonnet #1,650

She traipsed a few steps walking on her palms,
Red ankles on her butt, her black gymn pants;
The passing partygoers were quiet with qualms,
As pigtails slid through new mown grass, mere glance.
I lingered lost in her too obvious charms,
And crushed a can, I took a cross armed stance;
Two chicks mugged then, murmured mock up in arms,
I seethed those skinny arms, that show off prance.
How was this girl I longed for, longed to meet,
Of whom I dreamed, on dares or acting cheap,
Cool intellectual beauty? Bar a peep -
How was I first deceived by some such sweet?
I drove you home long way round, at leisure,
Walked the fine line tipsy, took your measure.

(Chorus)

o leisure
o discretion
o recognisance