Revised sonnet #1295
To aid you put yourself inside my shoes
I knew quite well your wild ex worked out worse
You lost a credit card tucked safe in purse
I had my lesser fault the binge of booze
You noted how Id little left to lose
Yet stuck to rut I was to risk averse
You noted how Id ever clamour curse
Yet never really blew my burning fuse
I shut my ears to slander slanted speech
It was unfocused wounded anyone
I liked specific sarcasm deadly done
If ventured versus hanging fruit in reach
I put myself inside your shoes your cant
I cocked a shocking snook avoided rant
Chorus cant pretence show