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Revised sonnet #1459

I balk at beckoning you beg off bluff
Times passage conquers cancelling old ire
Ive got a learned pile of books and lyre
Id sob on hearing how youd slept once rough
Your stylish saccharine struck sweetest stuff
Its aftertaste tart twist one could acquire
You undercompensated churned in mire
Your demon daddy dwelt in perfume puff
I shrug it small a sentimental quirk
Of seemingly unending darkest hour
You never know till sudden plunge or perk
If circumstance alleviates spirit dour
Transhumanism and pleasure my ideal
If sad or glad in neither stand I real
Chorus ideal exemplar paragon