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Revised sonnet #1635

She struck as sick as youd think true to type
A narcissist in love I swiftly fell
Some social creature any mane or stripe
Our clique acquired her we just got on well
Shed wave off worries mine mere trifling gripe
On monumental worries all hers dwell
She stood no patsy snitch or guttersnipe
It was perspective plumped not kiss and tell
She showed off cleavage scarcely photod crude
She shood off bad boys whod alight and leer
Her whiskers waxed at Womens Work shed sneer
She was hung up on style sense played a pseud
Just one of those vain girls shed yearn and yawn
Shed posit brain a must and beg off brawn
Chorus yawn dilate gape