Revised sonnet #1579
I owe you dear its dear you dressed I thank
Our lovers trysts entirely out of view
Youve come a distance since street savvy skank
Your selfimprovement books are stolen new
You tease those thugs of lesser file and rank
A mobsters moll and more your gags are blue
You rope in parlour pals I spank and crank
You screw around a pole you wink and woo
You prance at pay per peek holes naughty peeps
A draught rends ripples down your pleated dress
A chiffon peekaboo blouse busboys bless
Invites in rosy shades male mental leaps
I love you cute I curse amnesia cruel
Your chiffon top torn beats a bowl of gruel
Chorus cruel harsh mean