Sonnet 1


It's rainbow bye but coloured outing wait
I'm nutso counting byes in world aground
A "Wanton, Wanted!! Cause or Cure" with strain
Alive and well, privilege, barring crowd
Malady! grave of whites, it's haven sunned
Reversal! Noah's time in cruise and flight
Our pampered pupils read, patience in stock
For 'Thumbs up Frontlines', water colour lines
But.....How can bounds have wee amix of treat?
And....Why should hugless feeeeeel have feed and shop?
From.WhEn is mess of knots releasing grip?
To......WhEre will cornteened run if cutup lost?
For.....WHaT are question throes and tantrums cast?
Wiiith WHO consult a tattooed colon halved?

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