3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1585

Mums shadow sharpens senses shows a vim
If hes saint sweet to me my stable rock
His history asserts our chances slim
Mum cross examines suitors stood in dock
My best pal clings on glamorously grim
And ushers us in echoes us en bloc
How her eye rims tears trap they over brim
Our gormless glances link yet rarely lock
And if his ex appears hes super sweet
As she says stuff inane or not near nice
He wont work loose he gives her good advice
Im tacked to tortuously thin cold conceit
High noon sun spare my love wayward wrangle
Mums stretched shadow minimise axe angle
Chorus wrangle corral muster