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My Mistress' Eyes are Nothing Like the Sun Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun. Her skin's mahogany, not regal white. She slaps on paints and fillers by the ton, and has the dress sense of an anchorite. Fastidious? Only in her brand of beer. Brash burger joints are where she likes to dine. She'd rather look at Fonzie than Vermeer: thinks maybe vampires dwell in Wittgenstein. It's Oprah Winfrey over Orson Welles, and Justin Bieber beats Thelonius Monk: she'll read "Hello!" before the Book of Kells, and Chateau Margaux's just for getting drunk. A fiery, funny, perky popinjay? I wouldn't have her any other way.

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Date: 4/29/2025 7:22:00 AM
Brilliant poem, congratulations
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Michael Coy
Date: 4/29/2025 7:48:00 AM
Terry, that's so nice of you to say. I'm grateful. Regards, Michael
Date: 4/28/2025 5:42:00 PM
i knew this would get top placement, Michael. Wonderful flow and humorous too. Congratulatiions. SuZ
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Michael Coy
Date: 4/29/2025 12:34:00 AM
Suzanne, you're just too sweet. Thank you. Michael
Date: 4/28/2025 3:07:00 PM
Congrats on your placement in my contest Michael. I like the way you contrast what she is and is not but wouldnt change a thing about her.
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Michael Coy
Date: 4/29/2025 12:32:00 AM
Many, many thanks, Oliver. Regards, Michael
Date: 3/27/2025 6:59:00 PM
Oh Michael How fun. Sounds like a gal after me own heart LOL… This one will place very high. So humorous……SuZ
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Michael Coy
Date: 3/28/2025 12:33:00 AM
As always, I'm immensely grateful. Michael

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