bow maids wander as
her modest wan coterie
roamers idyll ide
Poetry
bow maids wander as
her modest wan coterie
roamers idyll ide
whom to point you there
lief hereto lyre fore then
home the odds a rim
no sweets no flowers
no cupcakes nor whey weigh’d
no bakery rhyme
misfit in kitchen
sidewise a long way I can
do the can can to
iball’d idid one
note too tha other iwas
itheirung maybe