3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1359

Old comrade we employ that shiny priest
In golden vestments give my hand a squeeze
Affirm me live and free of gangrene freeze
He certifies the rites as shes deceased
If natures nuance denied the fanciest feast
The civil sunken eyes encouraged ease
The signal pointed chin invited pleas
The loving heart itself accepted least
Though we wed when I wasnt bolshevik
I knew her opposite an orthodox
Her daily prayers her cross and candlestick
My peasant plots my pitch and ballot box
The undercover cops Id comb Id roam
As she swept soil inside our hovel home
Chorus roam peregrinate wander