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squidgy in the middle ( a poem for today )
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squidgy sings the bleary lark
stretchy is this day
timid as dormice is dark
swarms of horsefly neigh
poppy crows the how do cock
mallow caws that crow
as the old & gold sun throbs
so them hay fields glow
yonder swoop the ninja swift
as that bracken booms
as the bloody cuckoo spits
bees hum bumbled tunes
speckled is the tickled brain
thistled now are thorns
blonde may riddled summer reign
from this solstice morn
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I dont think u need more praise from me, but u know what i mean, its really good,
speckled is the brain thistled are the thorns -my favourite part of the poem.
I would be really grateful if you could check out some of my works too.
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this needs editing but thanks
i’ll have a look in a bit
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okay π
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