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Revised sonnet #543

Yes girl know how I cringe to see you cry

Your baby teeth tell tales of second chance

Their fall out honorable to dance and prance

Your role in history to never die

The stem cell scene affords us reason why

Theres not a human being it cant enhance

The past is stuff of sketchy relevance

Its obsolete law linked to obvious lie

I fete your future fare I join the dots

Your currency the humble calorie

Your veins act pipes to surgeons nanobots

Your aether energy tapped cheap or free

To live lithe like immortal jellyfish

Yet never numbed is my unspoken wish

Chorus jellyfish kwak medusa

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Revised sonnet #542

King Arthur busy couple clinches skips

Queen Guineveres emotions keeps in check

Knight Lancelot abides her blurt and beck

He licks her naked nape her luscious lips

At every other knights thoughts conscience nips

As many pips unmarried mill the deck

Yet Lancelot lone leans to empire wreck

Abundance mocks of rounded breasts and hips

If Lancelot strikes a soul as very vain

And smirks the sire to gallant Galahad

If nagged to wits end by own wife Elaine

Are we at fault to find him clever cad?

A match in sharp sword skills if not as cruel

Trust Mellagaunt to hustle him to duel

Chorus cruel brutal harsh

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Revised sonnet #541

The resonance of bricks in lilting lyre

They fly as moulded dust and move in waves

In such environment you see zilch slaves

In Amphions counterweighted eerie choir

The boxes his earth batteries of mire

Accelerate the cure of current paves

And pipes pneumatic whistle whoosh to naves

The horns toot signals racking platforms higher

Then Amphions lyre impresses concrete chords

Unsung inflections shunting fast or slow

Unsung arpeggios shunting high or low

The lyre if plucked at distance lie affords

As glue and grit unite in viscous vats

A piper hastens cooling puffing flats

Chorus vats cisterns tanks

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Revised sonnet #540

Tank full but full tread flat tyre raises ire

At Demoguspoe desert cotton fields

The axle jacked up just on sun expire

A rusty bolt inside tyre iron yanked yet yields

The looming locomotive we admire

On ring of bell and flash of light a lowered arm shields

A motor stalled imagined worse than dire

Or past train tracks trap cops and baton wields

Bayou focus point of scary skinny dips

Or whiskey stills in camouflage and shade

An anaconda alligator flips

On gallivant of Noeno everglade

You love the hump of sacks as harvest hand

I love the earthy smells that link to land

Chorus hand mano ruka

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Revised sonnet #539

Pips the beautiful near perfect model

Ego mine taps chivalry tweaks tired themes

Say she should short fall Id mollycoddle

Rescuing her Ill regulate such staged schemes

Self improvement meme methinks a doddle

When I speak to her engaging gold gleams

Her eyes spin out elemental swaddle

Sparkling mist they weave on my dumb day dreams

Wide awake I wait on blatant blunder

Factual error fraught view squeamish stutter

Her Ill rescue under pressure utter

Plonked on Pegasus equestrian wonder

Better blunder soon and save the story

Should I stride in fast Id gab in glory

Chorus story tale yarn