make me some pieces neatly saith she
of joinery and flagstone fore the briar
joinery of trellis-wood and high wire
sweet steady cedar neatly saith she
brake it with teasel sweetly saith she
set saddlery and flag seat fore the byre
saddlery of cloth and goodly attire
fleet steady stallions sweetly saith she
take to the distance fleetly saith she
on Memory unflagging fore Desire
Memory of wild blood and fine sire
field bred unbridled fleetly saith she
stake to the distaff freely saith she
thy blazonry and flagstaff fore the spire
blazonry and bridals hued as wild fire
kneel said she softly freely saith he
rhythm of this gallops right along….. so nice, enjoyed.
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Dame Poetry and Her Supplicant, thank you
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I really like the sibilant “s” that keeps peeking out here.
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Polishing my spurs, Jeremy
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Very nice. . . .
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