Revised sonnet #1451
You huffed at me the hush hush hot affair
A dread thing which I wouldnt ever do
I cringed your sneer I bore your damning boo
You shed tears sunk I stuttered short of air
The undercurrent felt a kind of dare
I wondered whether cursed I caught a clue
Assertive females seemed a novel skew
You liked to flirt yourself your fondle rare
I bumped a bumper driving fairly close
The sound exaggerated slightest scrunch
And we exchanged our numbers heeded hunch
In paradise of premiums if worst of woes
Im superstitious strange scenes Ive struck
Ive never followed up annulled that luck
Chorus struck banged hit