Revised sonnet #1413
Upon his shoulder stuck I gave him kicks
At crotch and we dropped down on driven snow
I could yet see his manor risking cricks
The freezing air claimed cheeks I felt a glow
I heard his high tech car chirps clacks and clicks
Its soft top rose and rolled to rear to stow
The sun and moon in sky I couldnt fix
Through hanging hair its glossy overflow
So I slapped his back I summoned screeches
Soon he skidded street sleet plunged two paces
Many layered our clothes on blunt embraces
Pins and needles nestled nether reaches
Passersby afforded beeps aplenty
Greedy swine Id tempted twenty twenty
Chorus aplenty enough sufficient