Revised sonnet #1453
You fluke a fancied spell one problem free
You dodge a welt or bruise or scrape or sting
You lure a lady who just oozes glee
You sidestep superficial bent on bling
You want a life impulsive its your plea
You cant accept the worried hands that wring
You genderise the gall to disagree
You nurture novelty add zest to zing
You know the nice to know ones human hue
You seek out passionately inner peace
You seal off sadness secret swing surcease
You know the symptoms surface score a view
See shes so sweet and never prone to nag
Youll never hear a wicked word youd gag
Chorus nag chivvy goad