Revised sonnet #1600
You are my latest love you logged in last
It pains me so to say Im stay at home
A pile of papers crumbling what I comb
My head is heavy clues are scattered vast
A deadline looms large bye and bye its past
You dither while around the porch I roam
As we watch our birdbath bower blooms and gnome
A perfect storm of circumstance strikes fast
In woe we wallow worked up out of whack
Concerning worldly stuff ambiguous strife
Agenda hidden random cyber hack
The pressure groups the disenfranchised rife
I didnt want to write I craved crisp cash
Ill celebrate you darling dont damn rash
Chorus cash dinheiro numerario