squirrels up a tree

breakers on a storming morn

waves upon the sea

steaming kettle fog

gasses farted from a marsh

orblets from a bog

prices in the shops

higher than a satellite

as a sixpence drops

fledglings from a nest

up today & so away

dough after a rest

bread is on the brain

ghosts in smoking fires fly

puddles after rain

gristle up a nun

throbbing meat in either end

then of course, the sun

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