Revised sonnet #1442
The doll I dropped was beautiful and rich
Youre ordinary others point of view
I find your voice imparts a pleasant pitch
On me your muddling manners slowly grew
Your pallid face is faintest blue in hue
Your broke as bank account is minor glitch
Around you stress events are fairly few
About you handiness alleviates hitch
The doll took some insurance policy
As monkey branching bests the loneliness
Im lost on savage jungle odyssey
Id doff a cap to manlier men Id guess
The little given me I optimise
I search out mirroring your modest eyes
Chorus optimise hone wax