3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1450

The saddened shepherd looked at locket hair
Of her he had adored the single snag
In his opinion was the ladys lag
If dolled up she exuded stand off air
I was a witch and versed in such affair
In potion sip of sap or sniff of rag
I chanted chosen never did I nag
In forest clearing stood the leafy lair
In blackberry jam under solemn spell
I crack the prickles paired to patent pips
The bramble fruit in spiral lures lamb lips
The patient prickles catch on wool and quell
The kingdom Death is built on blood and bone
You cant escape you yearn youre not alone
Chorus bone bein bot