Revised sonnet #518
I met a former flame on Shortland Street
Uncanny valley jugs this sway that jut
In crimson blouse of silk a stylish cut
I heard her husky hello nice to meet
The builders vans in line affected fleet
Then we encountered scaffold saddled hut
Post Office old and oddly stripped to gut
Art deco double down of fun fact feat
I bustled her inside a corner bar
I shouted her a beer and brandy shot
I was the same and shed improved a jot
As student chums once we would sleep in car
Id stuck to squat encroach and dumpster dives
I wondered why the sudden forking lives
Chorus dives plunges swoops
