Revised sonnet #1394
I read you fancy diamond facets rough
Your folds of fat in fabric loose and frayed
Your swollen feet in sandals overlaid
Your double chin soft skin seems smooth enough
You overdo the rouge and powder puff
You underdo the bow and pigtail braid
Your silver bangles give off retrograde
Your leather buckle sorely begs a buff
The role of gentlemans a ruse of rules
I guess theres scoundrels whod give the earth
Id hint Id help you lose a notch of girth
The science incorporated kilojoules
Ill get you cheap and buff you gem a belle
Ill mind you only mine and never sell
Chorus belle doll looker