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september or bust  ( tsub ro rebmetpes )

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a hymn again beyond the fog

with pissing rain, the earth’s a bog

 

a gurgled splodge, a sodden trudge

of mother mud & chocolate fudge

 

the bouncing ground’s a trampoline

the browns & greens of in between

 

a trundle sees the orchards hang

a mutant hue, a boomerang

 

& england spins, the branches shake

as petals snow & phantoms wake

 

a feather falls upon the fro

the gardens lark as breezes crow

 

& all is balls, the squirrels scry

& blather nuts – the bend is nigh

 

the summery is crystal blear

the bumbles bee – ’til autumn’s here

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