Revised sonnet #1271
Ears swollen seeming stricken searing heat
I shudder words you speak you guttersnipe
I gawk at sapphire studs youve plugged in neat
They glister red and white I mustnt gripe
Yes such and such soul taps out true to type
And snookered squirms in angled self conceit
Yes changed a partner into licensed cheat
In presence hers another hen hed hype
Inside the fingers forked an orange smudge
I over praised the crimson coloured nails
I hinted hankypanky never fails
I handed her a cigarette it wasnt bludge
I didnt fancy being a conscious cuck
I gawked at gorgeous clavicle through luck
Chorus cuck cuck cuck