Thursday, 2 February 2012

2nd February Blogs

All of a dank pugnacious dawn
I was merrily picking sedge
The capercaillie was on the lawn
Having sneaked in through the hedge
The kettle boiled, the fern uncoiled
Astrological zeppelins tipped
Over the cusp and far away
Where the storm from the teacup sipped

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