new-1 is a clown
as a man of the lowlands
upside-down a cloud
no fool & around
the very berried field
mimicking the gloam
posed so on his head
tophat or beret or cap
where fat rabbits nap
doves do fly away
as the ladies pass in halves
do you think they laugh
This was very exquisitely beautiful. Haunting almost.>KB
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I was not there, Sir, it wrote itself
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He who wields the pen, rules the world…
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Oh, don’t twist my armor
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…and end a sea of strife.’
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not a good swimmer, but float well
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or was that ‘woe’?
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Please, hand me the gold & woad, from the mimic gloam
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