3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1581

Drag on dear whip on home Im out of whack
I feel far from fine both blood eyes bleary
Im less in cycling stamina I lack
I crave company and chitchat cheery
Railroad lift rose silent quick and eerie
The while you bounced aboard I knew the knack
I watched you yank your bicycle leery
Your helmet sat strapped snugly on your pack
I watch the train doors close and sigh in strain
The next train pulls in some time after dusk
Im so tired all that's left of me is husk
Ive disappointed poor you once again
Yes well escape to bliss in rural blocks
Void city buildings bollards grilles and locks
Chorus blocks chunks ingots