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
