Revised sonnet #337
You hadnt fathomed how I dealt the ghost
I blocked your clingy messages and calls
I stuck to protocol as perfect host
Ive got the go to girls your gumption galls
Your crap conceit is lame in flutter falls
Ive never played a princess hard to get
Your covert narcissism up close appals
Im not a sexy stranger first time met
You should take heavy hint of zero debt
Ive matched your loving gestures one to one
I need a grounded man and safety net
The calculating bitch all doddles done
Id bind you falsified to force of will
Youre weak and much inclined to overkill
Chorus will intent resolve
