Revised sonnet #1386
Wandered zigzag dodged an orange witch hat
Breezed by bollards into muggers alley
Strode twixt hedges nestling narrowest valley
Peered perplexed unclaimed cacophonic cat
Basically babe being bitch babe being brat
Round the block Id bumbled bent on rally
Never known the sort to shillyshally
Never numb enough to role play poor prat
Cooled off came I home in sadness satiate
Sat on stairs she stockstill eyes shut she wept
Conscientious I silenced stride quite close crept
Hurt aside I felt I could conciliate
Milliseconds made a gorgeous gem guise
Nil I valued prettier than tear trimmed eyes
Chorus guise appearance look