3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1526

The witch who prophecies at dusk and dawn
Her long locks dyed to absolutely black
Has she scalped some young girl a saucy snack?
Is she queen mine? I might emerge a pawn
Her face is wrinkled why then do I fawn?
Her spanish fly addresses certain lack
Three days Ive lurched in lust across her back
On barnyard straw on residential lawn
The cypress foliage clipped to look like fowl
The clouds assuming shape of cat or dog
I licked a khaki coloured poison frog
I hooted whos who winged a wise old owl
I sat in cauldron water wrinkling skin
Her fingers fiddled my throat back and chin
Chorus skin dermis hide