Revised sonnet #1510
Just lift your lips up off the mobile phone
The speaker function flick on free to speak
And show that strangers face and havoc wreak
I swear Ill grimace quiet and fight off groan
Express alleles allude theres none alone
That every second childs a son unique
Yes quick recruit a chick your sort or meek
Yes lookalike or laughalike or clone
Its not a spell of rationed civil wars
Its not a spell of feudal banishments
Its not a spell of mini ice age spores
Its not a spell of quakes and accidents
And introduce the lunk no lazy haste
Just bit by bit feed far from cut and paste
Chorus haste briskness rush