Revised sonnet #350
They deemed I was a dummy were they right?
The luck Id dithered down subconscious mind
I lug a bigger brain of late to light
An extra pound of fat is quite the find
I flattered folk they failed to pay in kind
It rationalized buggery true goal
The conscious hetero to hind inclined
I lolled a juvenile and just a piece of whole
I ponder wage if minimum the dole
Im far off formal qualification
It never warped the wizards rigmarole
Subconscious mind aligns it if Im one
To bubble bath I bring two wrinkly balls
Old water wrinkles worse skin wisdom calls
Chorus balls orbs spheres
