Revised sonnet #173

The smirk in circumstance of fiscal strain

The blush and sweat of heavy work out weights

The nervousness of questionable dates

The gulp and gasp at rake of sudden rain

The stomach quake of getting dealt disdain

The shoulder shrug of sorry show off mates

The wince at loss of food off paper plates

The constant cringe of fashion rise and wane

You need to know that pretty much is me

Im little more than memes the tightest loop

I bet youre more you grab I want to whoop

Youve lived a life Id guess at apogee

I wonder when the problems ever end

I see you mentor more than fancied friend

Chorus end conclude finish

sonnet #172A

Im Louis the fourteenth also sworn Sun King

I paint the walls in phosphorus of piss

The Palace peed on glows in dark its bliss

And lant urns shine on shepherd crooks they swing

The alchemy embraces inner bling

The hall of looking glasses lit up is

I roam and read a book the moon amiss

The plant pots piss pots either Palace wing

The phosphorus if brushed on pots of fun

In phosphorescence philosophic stone

Or kidney stone it burns as bright alone

The whitewash waived I swagger second sun

Elixir jasmine licorice and mint

In waters gilds that gorgeous glow and glint

Chorus mint munt mynte

Revised sonnet #172

I lean against the silver balustrade

Im boxed in by the marble parapet

The salt and ozone ooze above all sweat

The scent of deodorant a scenic glade

The boss booked big an epic escapade

Im caught in clique I board a chartered jet

As clever company theyre blunt and wet

Theyre proper peers to me theyre overpaid

The plankton light a bit the seething sea

Above the sparkling stars on blackest foil

The moon is mine or mined a claim of me

The boats on moorings bob the liquid roil

To ten the temperature slowly drops

The party night a natural end cops

Chorus drops falls lowers

Revised sonnet #171

I levelled large lapels on his tweed coat

I grimaced gazing into icy eyes

It was the time to try and verbalise

The history of us in nuance of note

I swear Id sink myself to stay afloat

If right or wrong Id wear the villains guise

Id harp on errors mine all hacked to size

Id flatter him thus forcing him to dote

I said I was a nag in fractions fraud

In hundred fibs Id hide a flagrant lie

I was in pose a cliche cutie pie

I was in style a simp and overawed

I was a killjoy he allowed at last

I fetched too far ahead I gulped aghast

Chorus last conclusion finish

Revised sonnet #170

Your ankles piezoelectric sites of sparks

Improve the earths transparent weakened shield

You build up busily the voltage field

Your diligence to golden ages harks 

The medal metal rubs off makes its marks

Yes moneys jewellery and health unsealed

Electrums gold and silver charges wield

In clips odd clicks ooze mesons gluons and quarks

Your custom avatars are coffin size

Your nesting dolls transcend all genocide

In ranking gentile giants and pixies hide

The wizards ace thats big or small to wise

You comb your hair a lot till crackling clean

You lift a weary world to heights its been

Chorus clean hygienic sanitary

Revised sonnet #169

Inside a surface charm a smile and cheer

A body shape hour glass a face as fine

In oval symmetry Id see divine

Id call a man immune a little queer

I must admit I like the louts to leer

The weird wolf whistles wonderful in line

The city blocks of building sites haunts mine

I work inside twelve walls of fine veneer

He was a millionaire or billionaire

In love I couldnt listen properly

He made his money milking property

His gothic mansion left in minions care

He was too busy wouldnt ever cheat

Aboard the super yacht Id swim to meet

Chorus cheat betray rat