Revised sonnet #1494
As hothouse vines thrive flues of village fume
Off season winter sun adjusting draught
Through slats the pitch of graft a shady craft
Sir Cedric mulls the arbitrary gloom
If autumn fell to Eve and Adams broom
If Abel held in Cains thrust up till haft
If sons of ruler Nim endured a raft
If camouflage appeared off Josephs loom
Sir Cedric claims this castle keep and fief
Acknowledged skills in sword and grappling hook
As pigeons shuttle scripts of note and brief
The parapets twelve pastures overlook
Sir Cedric sighs the stifling pyrrhic rout
The close calls conquering tumultuous doubt
Chorus rout drub spruik