soggy fare

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soggy fare ( a poem in places & words throughout )





the river blooms & mushrooms on

the clouds are shrouds where sun has shone

the branches nod & sprinkle drops

the earth is damp where crops have flopped


the valleys splash & tractors swan

the ducks are grins - the worst has gone

the birds they stir & frogmen hop

the ditches brim - the rain has stopped


the drizzle dawns & piddles on

the here is drips & bits of songs

a midland squelch of soggy socks

in need of keys for rusting locks

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