Revised sonnet #509
If were odd we yet make a brilliant match
Theres complement alliance and overlap
Though critics sometimes say its perfect crap
At hint of spat or diss theyre prone to snatch
Yes suitors say shes strikes as cutest catch
They wait in wings they want to plug a gap
They weigh the words I dish out pleasant pap
I form a further languid lilted batch
I plot apologies via phoniness
I rate a clever kiss above its girl
I note in social do lunks loneliness
I fuss to fault exact exotic pearl
Your company is kind I love I feel
You nod at notions dumb theyre not ideal
Chorus feel perceive sense
