sploshing on


sploshing on ( no gnihsolps )

hopping like a frog
hoping there’s a sun above
in the midland’s bog

swimming on the land
where the ocean’s greeting me
england’s sinking sand

dripping droplet drips
from a howling shroud of clouds
pissing on y’chips

splashing puddled pools
blurs the mer of men in macs
ghouls in blue cagoules

dawn ’til after after dark
under pickled onion skies
better build an ark

sploshing on again
water, water, water falls
plodding sodding rain

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