sonnet 18.10.07

sonnet 18.10.07.
My foetus on cat scan through stethoscope
Was smiling happy bobbing from her cord
My bitch breasts full protruded hard as board
Ached solemnly with birth Id somehow cope
I was numb stung by epidural dope
My slit was shorn bald and hygiene underscored
White rubber gloves engagingly explored
The midwife gave my navel one last grope
To lighten things I let my husband browse
Hed immersed himself the last trimester
Presence welcome anxious did he pester
Caesarean in play I began to rouse
The baby plus her afterbirth lump sum
I worried whether Id smile laugh or come

Chorus

o sum
o lot
o total

fatalism

The script kept shrinking till it looked like it was going to be a one act play then it started growing again to full play length after which it looked like a decent demo that might be a couple of drafts off a work of art.
KQJ

sonnet 28.6.13.
You need the nous to save your pretty face
You might just trade up tiers and take a god
Just give me better looking boy the nod
Adonis like Ill pose beau him replace
I can read your mind youre a classic case
As you cant quite quit older tracks youve trod
My suave and witty ways for you arent odd
What you regret is envying his warm grace
As you broke off from him its your mishap
Theres no way you can get with him again
And you cant summon him by finger snap
It bodes if you cling more youll languish bane
Drop nostalgia your by halves behaviour
If your true self then Im your savvy saviour

Chorus

o behaviour
o gesture
o mannerism

The script has been uploaded as 220 emails and each sits beautifully on a mobile phone screen the shape and size of a playing card.  The next phase is funding.  :) :0 :) Whos betting against us?