sonnet 4.12.13.

I love it that you loom an egotist
We make for such a pretty pair of peers
If mutual self promotion mills the grist
To business deal our deft bondage veers
Were libertines else my eyes overmist
Im free to leer back any lechers leers
Im free to fondle first to ride a wrist
We both give spendthrift folk our frisky cheers
We favour feeble folk wholl fable us
Each keen lover taken triumphs a token
Trustworthiness strikes a term unspoken
Were not above shortcomings coined to cuss
Were cool with one another coffers bulge
Our lovers losers if I must divulge
Chorus bulge distend swell