Revised sonnet #110
Ive painted lips and nipples frosty pink
The black eye liner lends you serious look
The see through negligee earns gawk and wink
I captivate art lovers by the book
The silver cups are raised aloft to clink
Theyre full of finest wine I never rook
The ious that bind of dusted ink
And gems that catch in bust or nether nook
Ive made the most of life as spoil of war
Your trusty Theban proves the better man
Though lacking looks and jokes of large elan
Ive learnt the lyre I strum and sing their lore
On banker Kressims kinky kiss of foot
Ill quiver humble he acts void of snoot
Chorus foot fod fot
