Revised sonnet #1614
Im blinking childish claim me Cheeky Chick
A robot belle you fancy if all else fails
My fingers sniggers stifle rubber veils
I snort you loser did you call in sick?
My tummy tickle teases turn the trick
Youll slip out winded chuffed yet chug off rails
Ill stick you back in sniffing loser bails
Youre sort of cute and hardly whom Id pick
No drawstring doll a saucy cream of kind
Ill stick my tongue out first next cock a snook
Youll pump and puff Ill fart hips on hind
Ill blow big bubblegum bored browse a book
Just as youve pinned me on grunts Ill giggle
Youll whip wayward out on coming wriggle
Chorus giggle chortle titter