July 22: Fiveplay, An Inflationary Sonnet

Three-night, while walking dogs, my lover spoke Eleven-derly, he pontific-nine-d Upon our dachshund, and he 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-ed Our mirth with wit which spurns the asi-ten. … Continue reading July 22: Fiveplay, An Inflationary Sonnet