I found this poem
a while ago
in a hedgerow,
back in September
or so I remember
it might have been August
-definite dawn chorus,
early
but the blackbird always gets up before us
(do they sleep?
alleways...)

As the wagtails wagged above my head
& the hips beside turned ever rosy,
I unfolded said weathered
enchanting A4 sheet
to discover what it said
& to have a proper nosy...'
-BREAD
-MILK
-FABRIC SOFTENER
-MOUTHWASH
-PARSNIPS
-PARSNIPS
& PILE CREAM'
Brilliant, majestic but what does it mean
?