Milo Minderbinder IV
You’re a club-tie glad hand social climber
If ever there were one, Minderbinder
Meticulous craft, your domination
Smile bowed, so proud of your lofty station
Your known carnival of carnal knowledge
Cornucopia of knowing carnage
Next home remodel, your newer model
Heedless of brown spots, she spots your brown bottle
The old ball and chain got chained, bald, and old
Your ex’s cancer came back, then a deep hole.
None will sue when you’re under your new Nun
God’s Son knew, nothing new under the sun
Skipping blithely through fortune’s emerald fields
Shh! You hear karma nipping at your heels?
© Thomas W. Quigley
"Modern Sonnet"--paired rhymes, loose on the syllable count
Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016
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