July 22: Fiveplay, An Inflationary Sonnet

Three-night, while walking dogs, my lover spoke

Eleven-derly, he pontific-nine-d

Upon our dachshund, and made two jokes

That left me laughing and exhilar-nine-d.

And as with b’nine-ted breath my darling w’nine-d,

I offered him whiskered, wee ca-ten.

Three do so as he pleased; we both confl-nine-d

Our mirth with wit which spurns the asi-ten.

Our kiss beneath one-and-a-quarter moon

Was promise and seduction all at twice.

And so we seized two moments opportune

And had two interludes that were quite nice.

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