Revised sonnet #1552 by kqj
Kedl resident chanter of Electric Eel
The wiggle past me wish I rather rub
Hair frizzed on overwash and cap askew
Your lost and lonely look implies you blub
Your eyes dip down if drowsy something rue
Heartbroken now or not youre still the nub
Of what and who I want I wait on cue
Ill fix your fantasy hive off his flub
My name on lips yours is most overdue
I couldve piped how once he was a player
I stuck to silence loyal I squashed that slight
In eavesdrop drooped I lovelorn layer on layer
Your storied life and laugh I couldnt fight
Annexe my knee my sweet and sit you're prime
Just kiss me civilly as we two chime
Chorus prime first chief
Dr Kookikreedo chants
I chowed fugu next to buddy boffin
My lips blue still numbly kiss his coffin