Revised sonnet #196
It obviously hit hard him us in nude
I couldnt crave the usual in and out
I didnt mean to be a bitch that rude
El Nino courage dropped to doldrums doubt
Im not one whod emend or muck about
Theres spanish fly and lubricant to spare
The social strictures sold I wouldnt flout
I feel Im lived in my insides a lair
The passions pass they come and go unfair
Endorphin low adrenalin high rule
I rationalise crazy stuff till square
I puzzle over organs oozing fuel
The soul invests the baby bit by bit
And wriggles home at last till it is it
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