Fogs flying fishes pursuing toads
peddling purloined tricycles through
palisades of cascading petrified
magma while swans patrolled
the airways of deep red water.
Underfoot the moles are building
sub cutaneous cities on the lone
prairie home on the strange. Beasts
of burden fly formation on migratory
swamps which bacon pork&beans
over the despair of slough. March’s
drought pierced by Aprill’s showers
soda. While winter kept us warm spring
sat in a dive on Fifty-second street.
A howl was heard that swept the
Foggy, foggy, while froggy,
with sword and pistol, flying fishes
pursuing in a bee loud race toads
peddling purloined tricycles....
Bobbi
Sandie Angel :o) a.k.a. May Lu $*_*$
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