Revised sonnet #364
Youre prettified I flinch it underawes
You pass as mid in mew in countermand
I reckon gross your hidden feature flaws
A witch you sell the biff you suck the gland
Your mono brow a black and bushy band
You clip it back till bridge of nose is nude
You clinch a curler close in clever hand
You flutter false eye lashes lately glued
You flop a boob in front of me thats lewd
In such a scene I never put up fuss
I grope at gumption however just as crude
Youre nude a nymphomaniac so I suss
Youve shaved your private parts till little girl
On pinky push I feel the fleshy pearl
Chorus girl lass maid
