Weekly Sonnet 24
The New Set
Ugly was not the word, looking at it.
Plinko and the Big Wheel are much the same.
Drew, for Sarah Silverman goes bluer,
Attired not in the Rockabilly bit:
Ties thin like a Barker’s Beauty. A shame,
Etoiles last no longer than forty. Grand
Dots consume a whole wall the color of
A lamé dress. Now: models wear sequins,
Dots: maroon shine less in cameras newer.
Etoiles: Liza pushed in retinas: pins.
Carey not as frail as a sickly dove
Allows hugs more freely, his horned rims and
Dots voit ton chouette gagnes et joi dans les
Etoiles. More ethnic beauties: better days!
Ugly was not the word, looking at it.
Plinko and the Big Wheel are much the same.
Drew, for Sarah Silverman goes bluer,
Attired not in the Rockabilly bit:
Ties thin like a Barker’s Beauty. A shame,
Etoiles last no longer than forty. Grand
Dots consume a whole wall the color of
A lamé dress. Now: models wear sequins,
Dots: maroon shine less in cameras newer.
Etoiles: Liza pushed in retinas: pins.
Carey not as frail as a sickly dove
Allows hugs more freely, his horned rims and
Dots voit ton chouette gagnes et joi dans les
Etoiles. More ethnic beauties: better days!