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a door of snorts ( strons fo rood a )
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a door of snorts, the hinges squeak a misted tide of hide & sneak the quills & hills of ups 'n' down & tumble tongues of august's speak a squawk 'n' spins within the fog aurora yawns in analogue a flap of cats, a thistle crown a whisper in the hedge of hog & yonder swan with legs of lead with trad-anon within y' head the pasture's plods beyond the town as phantoms call with balls of thread but still the leas, the snuff of glue a trudge of fudge, a sodden dew a morning in an evening gown a vaulting vole, a loosened shrew the shrouded clouds of bottles fly & birds of blue's the mutant sky the sun is spun, a burning frown a dove above the dog & i a song upon a hillock's peak the wanders of a wonky week the sea of green before the brown a door of snorts, the hinges squeak ... ~ ( author notes ) yet more variations on a theme from last month cheers for reading ...