Sonnet from the Porch de Guise

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My sister is in love with B.D. Wong:
I've seen her diary sketches where he wears
A singlet, a wifebeater, or a thong;
I know she's named her shelf of teddy bears
Mukada, George Huang, and Detective Chao;
I've seen the tears roll down her face when he'd
Look broken-hearted; and I've heard her vow
To carry and bear his child, should he so need.
The wicked, wanton twinkle in her eye
Whenever he's in something on the tube
Can only mean she's dreaming that the guy
Will make her suck his cock, then grab some lube
To slather up his latexed hand and fist her—
Ok, ok. I haven't got a sister.