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Sonnet for Magnum PI
By Katy Spindler

Sonnet 8pm CBS

O Magnum, I require only your PI
To measure the circumference of my heart,
Which at 8 pm breathes a gentle sigh
When your tropical adventures now start.

Hawaiian shirts lush with fruits and flowers;
The short shorts shorter than receding tide
The chest hair has rum’s alluring powers,
Mustache like coconut husk cast aside.

There are those, fair Magnum, who doubt your claim.
Who is Robin to grant you all these rights?
What’s with fey Higgins and his flirty game?
Homoerotic themes can plague the nights.

In the Ferrari, all my qualms withdrew,
The bar, a babe, a beer—hijinks ensue!

 

 

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Katy Spindler also finds sideburns sexy. Go figure. See her work at anthrid.etsy.com and thoughtfulrabbit.blogspot.com.

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