Sonnet #75 by FisherKingKQJ


In front of dresser mirror moods aligned
As we each puff a big tobacco pipe
Hers briar and mine clay pleasure bent of mind
As we imbibe the sauternes fully ripe
Her shoes are shiny leather spit and wipe
Her jacket grey tweed little lapels flat
Her bowler black a match to silk cravat
A pocket watch in vest of silver stripe
I wear the same as she I idolise
The Enfield rifles specify the biggest bore
And killing malthouse sparrows stands our chore
The blaze of bullets cuts them down to size
Sir Esvjas Nzist hired us to liquidate
The woozy sparrows set on booze estate
Chorus liquidate destroy vanquish

sonnet #74 by KQJ

Ill brave big Sandows body culture gym
Ill line the leopardskin spot togs he flogs
In cheval mirrors skinny side of slim
Ill skip the warm up stuff the circuit jogs
I sigh as men hoist weights Id wage on whim
I whoop as cartwheels whizz wide men as cogs
I get the stitch and calf cramps interim
A stick out sternum scab asserts hard slogs
Waxed Whiskers noted zero skill yet zeal
Proposed a massage punishing to end
He whacked his fist edge raised a reddish weal
Then over me he hung press ups no bend
Historic place Leys building brick and gild
Ill guess in future books and bodybuild
Chorus gild gilde vergulde

Sonnet #73 by FisherKingKQJ

Dear Dicky, my quick remedy can save
You from your gross auto erotic bane
The victim needn't be pushed to the grave
Or madhouse by unprovoked semen drain.
As in Health for the Manly I explain:
Excesses of hot youth are a disease.
Even of he men who in the gymn train,
Who lift above, drop big dumbbells with ease.
Your knickerbockers down you say felt queer;
In the pee jar sediment lies white fleece;
My diagnosis is: chronic spermorrhea.
Sip salix nigra three times daily, please.
If you send me ten pounds sterling, mister,
I won't blab your deeds to dad or sister.

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If you send me ten pounds sterling, mister.
If you send me ten pounds sterling, pat.
If you send me ten pounds sterling, sir.

{Corrected rhythm and typeset 5/12/05.}

Sonnet #72 by FisherKingKQJ


Doctor Proctor, old facts are quite scanty,
I fall asleep and snore when I go limp
Sandwiched by whores in a sly grog shanty,
I'm sotted by harlots and a publican pimp.
I'm tired now and on hot square meals I skimp...
Doctor Proctor, will the big scab remiss?
You shoot alum into my cock, you crimp,
You repeat the scare word parasyphilis.
Damaged spinal cord, brain, what talk is this?
With scalpel and meths you stem a chancroid?
You prescribe a cocaine syrup numbing bliss,
You advise a month I women avoid.
Into your Queens Arcade practise we come
From a gumfield for your magic nostrum.

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From a gumfield for your magic nostrum.
From a gumfield for your magic elixir.
From a gumfield for your magic potion.

{Rhythm and typeset corrected5/12/05.]

Sonnet #71 by FisherKingKQJ

Your musical career has come to nought,
Time has proved you copiously mediocre,
Oblivion has staved off what you wrought,
Your fiftysecond card you've turned a joker.
I've a true love who supports my music,
It's her passion, she doesn't play a note,
A passion aside crotchet, stave and rubric
And on her small mysterious moves I dote.
In the wrinkles of your pursed lips lie sneers
I'm silent: condolence you want to hear.
Fisherking heals his friends, neighbours, peers,
Not fame but immortality is heir.
My love tugs my sleeve to bid you adieu,
I spend one nod on your duff notes in lieu.

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My love tugs my sleeve to bid you adieu.
My love tugs my sleeve to bid you farewell.
My love tugs my sleeve to bid you goodbye.

Sonnet #70 by FisherKingKQJ


Dull is this work with posser and dolly stick,
And frills, goffers, pleats invite box iron singe.
I had more fun sucking a boozed gent's dick,
Or twingeing rasping goatee on my minge.
The matron was a shoulder to cry on:
She said domestic work might be my reprieve-
I've options, now: ball iron, egg iron, sleeve iron
For smoothing out bonnet, bustle and sleeve.
True: I've studied Mrs Beeton's dirty laundry.
True: I was impure, lewd, low and discreet
But the small world has left me in a quandary:
What if the needs of a client's wife I meet?
Do you think I'll get some work reference
From gentlemen who paid me pretty pence?

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From gentlemen who paid me pretty pence?
From gentlemen who paid me pretty dosh?
From gentlemen who paid me pretty lolly?

Sonnet #69 by FisherKingKQJ

In my white drill sailor suit I'm such a card,
Conductors and drivers don't take umbrage:
Around the east Custom st horsetram yard
I like to play hooky from the orphanage.
I slunk behind her in the last horsetram:
Otherwise empty were the roller seats.
The conductor blushed, he told me to scram...
I snuck back and I watched him suck her teats.
My love of her symmetries I'd plead:
Her chestnut plaits, her cheeks a rosy bloom,
Her bike coat and rational of grey tweed,
Blackboots, fawn gaitors, a straw hat, a plume.
To watch my love make love gives me solace:
I've learnt one lesson this summer solstice.

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To watch my love make love gives me solace.
To watch my love make love gives me comfort.
To watch my love make love gives me relief.

{l14 extended for final typeset. 5/12/06}

Sonnet #68 by FisherKingKQJ

My research trawls Fort st fallen sisters
For the learned social science journal Truth:
The sweaty painted face which glisters
Shows us the bestial instinct of youth.
The parents were genetically infirm,
So for magdalens sex is a passion;
They unbutton pantaloons, then they squirm,
They succumb...and ad hoc at last cash in.
I note: cotton drawers bleached, static rustle.
I finger: round the vulva copious nerves.
Under flamboyant curvaceous bustle
This hirsute organ insolent lust serves.
Some gossips do call my research nonsense...
No, no! It's a lab at large of conscience.

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Some gossips do call my research nonsense.
Some gossips do call my research gibberish.
Some gossips do call my research twaddle.

{Corrected rhythm and typeset 5/12/05.}

Sonnet #67 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm one of the grubby Magdalen lasses
Who troll and game Durham st for a lay:
Behind a warehouse full of molasses,
Amidst the privies, the barrels, or on a dray.
For brown felt bowler hats or pince nez
My taffeta petticoat and sweeper
Go up, my satin boots, my thighs splay:
Anonymous ruts are faster or deeper.
Apart from a drayman who's a peeper
They're all just tweed trousers and lemon gloves,
They shudder and faint for the Grim Reaper,
Such is the chemistry twixt me and my loves.
A shilling buys a cut plug of opium-
A tamp beyond society's oppobrium.

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A tamp beyond society's oppobrium.
A tamp beyond society's condemnation.
A tamp beyond society's denunciation.

Sonnet #66 by FisherKingKQJ

An act of Parliament has spelled adieu
To bordellos and harlots and bawds:
The constable says he's got little to do
But nab shoplifters and grapple their hoards.
Percy Plutocrat set me up solo,
He leased me the tobacco shop premises,
Whole toasted leaf, stacked tins in the window,
I swear lusty wives are my nemeses.
I'm twentyfive, olive complexioned and plump:
To the backroom I'll sign a leering scamp,
Where bouncing off my bare bum he might pump
And peruse nude paintings and rising damp.
My fee is two shillings for a short time,
Two pounds if you want a night sublime.

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My fee is two shillings for a short time.
My fee is two shillings for a short period.
My fee is two shillings for a short spell.

Sonnet #65

I'm a gloves and collar fancyman flesh tout,
I love to book my sweet three shilling harlot-
I'll tweak an idling punter by the snout
Toward unbuttoned pantaloons and slot.
I'll shout a bloke a closing time gin shot
And bring him back to a red Queen st hut-
My missus doesn't care for looks a jot
So his crown I'll cosh if he calls her a slut.
While he grunts, while his eyes are squinted shut
His claypipe I might plug and loudly puff,
I try his shirt if he's same size round the gut,
If he's muscled I'll stroke her pale grey muff.
At the chainstitch treadle she works up a sweat
By day but moonlights an unlaced corset.

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At the chainstitich treadle she works up a sweat.
At the chainstitch treadle she works up a hidrosis.
At the chainstitch treadle she works up a perspiration.

Sonnet #64a by FisherKing KQJ

Those soiled doves have earnt me good cash,
Polish well pier glass, the black grand piano;
Some of the diggers are handsome and rash:
Thirty shillings for two whores buys one halo.
Breast uppers nude, silk flounces, satin bow,
Stays tight tied to stress the waist and bosom,
Traps for eyes of men cashed up and callow:
Queen st home of assignation in sum.
My favourite Sarah turned age thirty glum,
Would take in washing, so making ends meet,
Got pregnant, so she quit for marriage mum
With a rube both sentimental and sweet.
Myself, I made the elite shift to bawd:
Still unjugged, like a chairman of the board.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 bawd
o $10,000,000 madam.
o $10,000,000 pander.

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Two of the rhymes in #64 need to be changed to rum/mum-
at the moment it's an accidentally bastardised Spenserian/English sonnet.

Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars as lead punter!

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Sonnet #63 by FisherKingKQJ

This life of sexual abstinence began
In summer of '01; one short bike ride
The vicar changed me into puritan:
Boy's spilt seed decreed a homicide.
Emission nocturnal could be defied
By regimentalised, serene pure thoughts,
My seed reabsorbed by organs way inside:
Girls boobs arrear two arithmetic noughts.
Still, girls soft tingled in my worsted shorts:
I gave Mr Hare my one pound sterling
For electric bath self abuse disports,
Nipple electrodes, hot steam puffs swirling.
Delivering by butcherboy black bike,
I tell wee giggling harridans go hike.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 bike
o $10,000,000 cycle
o $10,000,000 pushbike

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Delivering by butcherboy black bike.
Delivering by butcherboy black bicycle.
Delivering by butcherboy black cycle.

Sonnet #62 by FisherKingKQJ

In a parked puce Maserati sports car
He primps bleached sparse hair, he tilts sunglasses,
Just for me he clicks the passenger door ajar:
He decries poofs who goose busboy arses.
Uptight lifestyle he deemed to recant-
The trenchcoat and tie and shirt were obscene,
He'd sold on the silver service restaurant
For lazy lines of methamphetamine.
He pulls down the undies on the fellow
At the top of the same kingsized waterbed,
Rhetorically he asks: Feeling mellow?
I'm paralysed, I've got a pain in the head.
When your love is down and chances are thin
You can count on a smarmy mickey finn.

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When your love is down and chances are thin.
When your love is down and chances are meagre.
When your love is down and chances are scant.

Sonnet #61 by FisherKingKQJ

We scramble up the wet wharf groynes and piles
Embossed by rock oysters and black mussels
A pillbox crab with sponge on head beguiles-
Behind blue anemones he scuttles.
My love bites and sucks out some tainted blood
From a fine gash just above my left knee
My glistening thigh caked in sand and mud
Streams ruddy but I have no memory.
We look at purple rib mussel clusters
And we suspect their hard razor sharp lips-
The tethered dinghy bobs, seabreeze blusters-
A mauve starfish a limpet grinds and grips.
My love says we're fortunate to admire
The diced antibiotics of the vampire.

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My love says we're fortunate to admire.
My love says we're fortunate to esteem.
My love says we're fortunate to regard.


summer 1971

Sonnet #60 by FisherKingKQJ

Lord octopus blushes a dapple pink
Of algae posied on coralline turf,
He blacks a moray eel with clouding ink
And scrabbles away on plumes of surf.
A seethrough prawn enters on tippytoe:
She vaunts an eyepatch on her backside,
She's roiled by undercurrent billow,
She's resigning the rockpool at hightide.
Our friend the hermit crab looks for balance
His larger pincer shows credited bias,
A tanaid in a shell makes acquaintance
So imitation isn't quite as bad as....
My love says only a fuddy-duddy
Might nitpick his redhead's naturestudy.

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My love says only a fuddy-duddy.
My love says only an old-fogey.
My love says only a pensioner.

Sonnet #59 by FisherKingKQJ

We take our diving masks off in a maze
Down Poor Knights arches, caves and tunnels;
We roll suspended, hug tight, loll and laze
Down warm, intersecting limestone funnels.
My love combs from my red hair runnels,
Down to sportsbra my zipped wetsuit plunges;
Our french kisses are flames, and time annuls,
Then we bedrock red and orange sponges.
Shoal of yellow parrotfish now lunges,
And stingrays swoop, wingtip across wingtip;
Moray eels slide where urchin shed gunge is,
Blue maomao yellow feather stars slow whip.
My love says our sweet airtight love will keep
Down pockets of air seven fathoms deep.

(Chorus:)

o $10,000,000 keep
o $10,000,000 marinate
o $10,000,000 salt

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Sonnet #58 by FisherKingKQJ

My darling adores my bobbed fine red hair,
Though secretly I wish it thick and blonde;
This forest makes me lose my worldly care,
We kiss in shadows of a treefern frond.
My troubles can dissipate or abscond,
As Urewera tuis mid flit are spurred
To sharp dawn chorus by a bright sun yond,
Their trills lanced by kakas cackling absurd,
From sparkled mist, red mistletoe thick gird
And stringy barked boughs of totara heights;
Tribe Tuhoe say: man's sickness is averred
By holy winds Tawhirimatea incites.
My love says lizards are a mutant flaw,
Green tuataras staying spawn of dinosaur.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 flaw
o $10,000,000 kink
o $10,000,000 slip

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Sonnet #57 by FisherKingKQJ

My love my red hair strokes seaspray laden,
We gaze down a promontary narrow:
A basalt maiden, a whetstone maiden,
Two mountain peaks await their one beau.
Waihunga feared this evil glam tupua
Might kidnap her two daughters into hell,
Indentured down the Asian sex trade sewer,
On great cash oko she spoke her white spell.
She waved the flashy sleaze fists full of cash-
Asked him to shoo her daughters well away;
Enchanted by the easy large bhat stash
The nightclub bouncer promised he'd obey.
My love says our world overdoes things cruel
Yet insidious which don't beckon a duel.

{3D interactiove chorus:}

o $10,000,000 cruel
o $10,000,000 grave
o $10,000,000 harsh

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Sonnet #56

My love and I discussed teen growing pains,
Regards my bra size I drooped at a loss,
I couldn't work out natural weight gains,
Nor periods my red hair would dull or gloss.
We scanned a summer salt meadow bright emboss
Tight prostrate runners and ornate rosettes
Grey shell and shingle sand bars, hills of dross
Moved hither, thither, my poor brain forgets.
Glasswort mauve, goosefoot dull pink, their turrets
High in fine shorepimpernel spangled white;
A burrowing crab his tunnel crimps, then frets;
Sharp grasses on my calves crisscross cuts slight.
My love says life is movement as we stomp
The gypsy shell bars of a mangrove swamp.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 stomp
o $10,000,000 drub
o $10,000,000 trample

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Sonnet #55

Young Te Auroa whistled to shoo off her colic
The rockpool mirrored back her portrait shy
Suave tohitohi surfaced to frolic,
Across her gaze pranced next a dragonfly.
My love's a sweet and not so simple guy,
He's sensitive and wry, and not obtuse;
I was a waitress, he my latte ply,
Low aces when we met, now joined we're deuce.
Times into daydreams I would shy recuse
And like Te Auroa whistle sharp, sadly sing!
My baton being taniwha eel - his loose
Black coils conducting errant tuis trilling.
My love wipes my red bangs free of drizzle:
Should I some day soon teach him to whistle?

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 drizzle.
o $10,000,000 mizzle.
o $10,000,000 sprinkle.

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Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars!
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Sonnet #54

Along White's Beach tough coprosoma strands
Acquiesce to westerlies; toitoi and marram
Abruptly squeeze the thin track down to sands,
Large breaker waves against wet headlands jam.
My love believes that felon on the lam
George Wilder gave up his temerity
In one of six beach houses that clifftop cram,
Left a thank you note to posterity.
Gannets, shags ply their tongued severity,
They wobble kahawai from swelling kelp;
A basking shark extracts some levity:
My love and I mount its back where I yelp.
My love says my red hair is bright and pure:
Though for those winded ozone wends the cure.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 pure
o $10,000,000 chaste
o $10,000,000 immaculate

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Sonnet #53 by FisherKingKQJ

We saunter past this pohutukawa tree:
Its twisted, gnarled roots seemingly rebel
Verse high tide mark, knucklewhite disagree,
Lowly ebbing beach of rock, stone, pebble.
Two kingfishers compelled by solstice frost
Abandon their stonk of cloudlike gnat,
Instead sandflea and sandhopper accost:
They catch the winter sun we cold blink at.
My love questioned deviants tightly hugging
If passion could be called a formal state:
Since chimera deemed albino no fling,
In their scoop of pebbles swirled some agate.
My love says love is common and yet sweet-
My seven red braids are tied girlish neat.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 sweet
o $10,000,000 candy
o $10,000,000 dulcet

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Sonnet #52 by FisherKingKQJ

We have yet to reach the alpine fellfield,
And screes sliced brutally with grey rock slides,
A dizzy place where our love might be healed;
I've trapped my boyfriend in a cave which hides
Tohunga bones strewn, black compost besides;
He kisses my red hair, sign we're a match,
The torrential rain suddenly subsides,
And supplejack refunds last misty batch.
Broadleaf, mahoe, kamahi, proxied thatch-
Their boughs are soaks of lichen and moss,
Choked waterways our tramping legs tired catch,
We splash and splash through fern and creeper floss.
The Egmont's lush rainforest intimate:
His muscles in wet clothes wire insinuate.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 intimate
o $10,000,000 confidential
o $10,000,000 privy

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Sonnet #50 by FisherKingKQJ

Rangi-te-ao-rere, plain thrived on strife,
He was renowned for his great martial skill,
He swept a wahine of high rank to wife-
With Huritini sex was one hot thrill...
Her cautious mind soon vested him a chill,
Diverting doubt, shared silence was the rule;
He hankered for the life of maim and kill,
She felt unloved, drowned in a hot mudpool.
My love fluffs my red hair and calls it cool,
We slip on steam whet, dark basalt outcrops.;
My womb feels weighted by a sulphur ghoul,
My love twirls out my red hair some mist drops.
The period cramps hit me, and make me blush:
I smile at his smile, but I feel like mush.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 blush
o $10,000,000 glow
o $10,000,000 mantle

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Sonnet #51

Sometimes I watch myself do daft things...
My handsome love acts a clown among clowns.
This courthouse of a one way mirror brings
Us face to face with our puzzled frowns.
Quantum mechanics has its judges in gowns
In the dark, our other more perfect selves.
Our metaphysic love love crowns and crowns
Neither of us into honest love delves
We're bookends of selfimprovement on shelves
We hug on a Mobious strip perverse
Twisting into such creditcard ghost pelves,
We're trapped in a parallel universe.
I love to love you, you love to love me:
On all else we agree to disagree.

{3D interactive chorus:}

On all else we agree to disagree.
On all else we agree to negate.
On all else we agree to object.

Sonnet #49 by FisherKingKQJ

My love and I march Ninety Mile Beach
Our arms swing fingers twisted in fingers,
From east and west yellow sand dunes reach
Up to Cape Reinga ridge, scent of fern lingers.
Our legs are socked by crushed seashells sticky,
A Maori fellow drags tuatua in a wet sack,
On his brown chest swings a plastic tiki.
We barter cigarettes for a seashell snack.
Flock's of godwits are winter's harbingers:
He kisses and extolls my red hair quickly
We poke a bonfire as sunset gingers,
Ghoul diggers push kelp doors of Hawaiki.
My love and I walk across hard wet sand
Which won't accept a footprint, hand in hand.

{3D interactive chorus:}

My love and I walk across hard wet sand.
My love and I pace across hard wet sand.
My love and I stroll across hard wet sand.

Sonnet #48

My love and I laid siege to Lion Rock,
The summit we assaulted along a steep track.
The ozone bluster made our knees knock-
Atop old Whakaari pah almost in cloud wrack.
I was feint and woozy from oxygen lack,
His chest was heaving, too, we dropped to knees,
We kissed, our wetsuits rubbed and squeaked mudflack.
We closed our eyes to eyewatering breeze.
We knitted seaweed necklaces each to please...
And kissed again where blue sea and sky blurs.
He loved my red hair, said so without cease
As surf exploded through tall, sharp, cragged spurs
Through Keyhole cavity secluded calm
We kissed and touched and waded arm in arm.

{3D interactive chorus:}

Through Keyhole cavity secluded calm
Through Keyhole cavity secluded lull
Through Keyhole cavity secluded peace

a study toward sonnet #47

Cubic zirconiums dressy daywear tenure,
I've coveted your gilded nickel hasp,
I've tried to time out your practised censure
Bright costume jewels speak Platonic love clasp.
Your voice is sultry, raw come hither rasp-
Think you can turn thirty without sorrow?
Privileged Cleopatra yet brooched an asp;
There's less to paste gems on public show.
There's per se precious stones for private stow-
And for now, marcasite is in my grasp,
Fine drop earrings, necklace else, or bandeau-
They glitter true enough for me - I'll gasp.
Crushed glass in eggwhite whisked, sets sublime-
Roman pearls beat off a romantic crime.

{3D interactive chorus:}

Roman pearls ward off a romantic crime.
Roman pearls ward off a romantic felony.
Romantic pearls ward off a romantic tort.

Sonnet #46

Abacad abacad abacad abac
Ebeced ebeced ebeced ebec
Ubucud ubucud ubucud ubuc

Abacad abacad abacad abac
Ebeced ebeced ebeced ebec
Ubucud ubucud ubucud ubuc

Abacad abacad abacad abac
Ebeced ebeced ebeced ebec
Ubucud ubucud ubucud ubuc

Abacad abacad abacad abac
Ebeced ebeced ebeced ebec

This computer code may be 12, 000 years old, but it's still the best.

Sonnet #45

There is semblance of previous loves in you-
You're such sweet holistic distillation.
The times we've yammered in a grouped milieu,
A friend's friend is not a diminuition.
There is likeness of beforehand loves in you-
You're such sweet holistic incarnation.
The times we've chatted in a mobbed venue,
A mate's mate is not a diminuition.
There is copy of earlier loves in you-
You're such sweet holistic emanation.
The times we've nattered in a cliqued ado,
A pal's pal is not a diminuition.
Agape, romantic, familiar - a swag
Of love degrees have now dissolved Time's lag.

{3D interactive chorus:}

Agape, romantic, familiar - a swag
Agape, romantic, familiar - a boodle
Agape, romantic, familiar - a prize

Sonnet #44

I'm so tired of you acting jealous sleuth;
I've stopped sugaring the stems of flowers
In vases while your genial lack of ruth
Now even an agape love palls and sours.
Ten years ago you let me taste your youth:
The bloom is off your cheeks, to be uncouth...
But your compound critique hurts just as much-
Watch: into potplants goes the dry vermouth.
You're never more the squeezable nonesuch
The smirks betray your habitual slick touch;
To stymie you I'm working longer hours-
I'd sooner smooch our mutt in the hutch.
Gripe won't be worked up into earnest spate:
Love platonic I've wrapped inside a crate.

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o $10,000,000 spate
o $10,000,000 burst
o $10,000,000 rush

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a revision of a study toward Sonnet #43 by FisherKingKQJ

Stephanie de Millay - I hostess am,
Serve Isabella and Humphrey's nuptials,
While Saracens siege, catapults high slam
The ordinance at cambered castle walls.
Sir Reynald, my dear husband ambles halls,
Decanters clink mugs, goblets, tumblers, cups,
With in-house ale - to dilute outside brawls,
The minstrel band its pitch and tempo ups.
Saladin's gang of fidels free ale sups,
Knight's ransom of my madfuna devour-
No freak event of ruddy battle tups
The wedding cordoned for a corner tower.
Reynald hunted prophet Muhammad's tomb-
To levy Allah's faithful with aplomb.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 tomb-
o $10,000,000 sepulchre-
o $10,000,000 vault.

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sonnet #41 by FisherKingKQJ

When pure love is as pure as flat gold leaf
Fierce heat maintains its mild yellow colour,
Adjusts, complies and yet still keeps chief;
When love is gold alloyed with silver ore
Fierce heat quick whitens clammed up memory...
Expands signs of a heart still scared and sore;
When love is tin it chums gold with sorry -
Fierce heat hard roughens to end apprise...
Love lashes someone who it might box in;
When love is gold pinches with lead allies
Fierce heat smokes all down to folded toxin,
Love cannot see past its own self and dies.
To all her troubles is my love annealed:
Gold dusted in hot mead, so she is healed.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 annealed
o $10,000,000 tempered
o $10,000,000 vitrified

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Sonnet #42 by FisherKingKQJ

The looking glass insinuates me as old-
You and youth are on point of separate-
Time's liver spots and wrinkles I behold,
Mutual diaries bind in dry exfoliate.
Your dynamic, fine beauty ends its spree
In thick, stiff ventricles of my dark heart,
You're middleaged...but I am elderly-
Perhaps we'll freshen with cryogenic art?
On both our accounts I'm miffed and weary,
And curse the bogus idea called free will;
Your head portraits I hide, ever chary,
In a trunk where no inks or ciders spill.
One thing is perpetual and laid out plain:
My heart recoils to you and back again.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 plain
o $10,000,000 bald
o $10,000,000 clear

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Sonnet #40 by FisherKingKQJ

My sweet, I divine your unseasonal coughs
Certain text book signs of meningitis;
An engineer of diamond mine runoffs,
I've worried rare seams when nothing night is.
I sailed the thin Suez canal south to search
Out white gold dust one whole decade later;
I dug the foundry of a Qumun church
Deep and wide, immortalised pia mater.
Dream up the secret place the sickness looms,
Sip your hot steaming mead and so attest
Prescription honeyed blue lotus blooms,
A peck of gold dust, some lemon zest.
A goblet brimmed with tears of Horus tones
Your chromosomes, evaporates all moans.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 tones
o $10,000,000 cures
o $10,000,000 fixes

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

'The angel that was speaking to me was carrying a gold measuring rod to measure the city and its gates and wall.'

'...the main street of the city was pure gold, transparent as glass.'
Book of Revelation

The celestial city is described as 12 000 metres tall...if so, a casino tower is its pillar and a LEO satellite its capstone.
The next two sonnets are about the magic healing powers of pure gold.

Sonnet #39 by FisherKingKQJ

Indict me thrice: you spurn, you love, you hate,
The gross times I've perjured myself to you,
An undersized male spider trapped to mate
With bossy britches I enticed to screw.
Big hypocrite for condemning your crew,
Call me rude voyeur perversely annoyed,
Free envy dies down when we share a slew,
Let's once more reminisce that polaroid.
My plot to leave you by pure chance you void,
Now I've heard you badmouthing our boyfriend;
I love you this mad, devil take the paranoid,
Mistrial in bush court means we're on the mend.
I love french letter and french kiss patois,
This thorough mix and match menage a trois.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 patois
o $10,000,000 argot
o $10,000,000 jargon

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars!
Paid work for everyone at your local cinema!
Teamsters affiliated!

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sonnet #38 by FisherKingKQJ

Beauty therapist, who's fine pout quavered,
Held back smoke in her lungs, moments savoured;
Untouchable pink chemise was his plight,
She'd cuffed him onto her headboard in spite.
Pure masochism had swelled up his g string-
She was his luscious dollybird plaything,
Whose whips his broad stomach fiercely assailed,
Whose buttocks banged on his chest as he flailed.
Disturbed by his mum, seratonin troll,
With whom he identified oddly to babydoll,
He suffered rouge and lippy on his mien,
She primped his tortured coiffure up to sheen.
So sick of his shrewish lawyer wife's lambaste,
She gripped the divorce papers at long last.

(3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 lambaste.
o $10,000,000 putdown
o $10,000,000 revile.

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Sonnet #37 by FisherKingKQJ

The sultan now ignored his senior wife,
A childbride was the harem's last recruit,
And tales of japes with celtikei were rife,
I feared the baffling bowstring of a mute.
The sultan kept as company who'd suit,
His bodyguards entirely dwarves, mutes, fools,
Small salaried, especially loyal to boot,
Preserved his eunuchs within hamman pools.
I am an eunuch from Ottoman schools:
I strummed teak cengs for some kapikulli
Who commended me for bending back rules...
What can effete runts such as I sully?
My love's calm love of an uncut eunuch:
A bottom rung wife's toes I lewdly suck.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 eunuch
o $10,000,000 castrato
o $10,000,000 dickless

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Abacad abacad ab rhyme
Ebeced ebeced ebec
Ubucud ubucud ubuc
Abacad abacad ab chime

This is what I mean by a kitset for musical...with rhymes serving as a bookends to iambs.

Sonnet #36 by FisherKingKQJ

White lead ceruse for pox scar or freckle
His love brushed on her face, neck and bosom.
She dabbed Solimon's Water on each speckle,
Clearing spots or sores or freckles loathesome.
She loathed the gummata on wizened skin,
The foul breath, black teeth, red lipless flesh
And copious spittle shoring her gums thin:
She swabbed at all rheums on her jowl afresh.
Puffed, red eyes rendered watery painful
Washed mirrors full of parchment skinned crone:
Shipwreck's figurehead chipped now disdainful,
In bathtub porcelain she lolled alone.
Once a beauty whom sculptors would peruse:
Strange sepulchre-white woman of ceruse.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000
Once a beauty whom sculptors would peruse. SPADES
o $10,000,000
Once a beauty whom sculptors would observe. CLUBS
o $10,000,000
Once a beauty whom sculptors would study. DIAMONDS


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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars!
Paid work for everyone at your local cinema!
Teamsters affiliated!

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sulla, Dictator of Rome

Watch your friend earn a million dollars!
Paid work for everyone at your local cinema!
Teamsters affiliated!

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Sonnet #34 by FisherKingKQJ

Metamorphosis traipsed me svelte Zephyr:
Now I perch in this tall stand of poplars;
To Psyche and Cupid I calmly defer:
On basalt slabs hot in a clearing sparse
In posied chamomile and primrose spars,
Basking, sunstruck, their naked arms linking,
Wings wafting heat round nectar laden jars,
I saw Cupid frisking Psyche unblinking,
Bags of butterfly stamped drachmas clinking
Round ankles, Cupid gently chew her lip...
Kisses startled Psyche to crazy blinking-
She squealed at reddened pinches on the hip.
Such was Psyche's beauty: imbecile, statuesque:
Loved from afar by great kings in a queue.

{3D interactive chorus:}

o $10,000,000 queue
o $10,000,000 file
o $10,000,000 row

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I've got many, many sweet melodies to underpin these 3D interactive love sonnets. Thirty or so are written specifically from a girl's point of view for which I'm going to hire female singers and in which I will participate myself chorally as a girl thru voice synthesizing software.

by FisherKingKQJ, the angling rod of Syn City.