Revised sonnet #166
She cued the cut and fit the bandage flush
I was in luck or love I wasnt woke
She fixed a man in blue eyes beyond a joke
She couldve kissed it better lowered lips lush
The husband human how Id keep things hush
She might initiate petting promise poke
Sick branch I doctored saw in bark off broke
I hadnt tarred to trunk the price of rush
She lined the barca lounger by the pool
She wore a red scarf knotted neat at neck
The bulbous blue bikini rigged to rule
Its massive mammaries yet kept in check
I figured her brave babe brazilian wax
And lurched off ladder landing next to axe
Chorus wax balmumu cera
