With beaks, burrows and a burial ground


This Idyll that I have found


It goes on round and round and round


Greets good-day to the green green ground


This idyll that I have found


Doesn’t astonish nor does astound


The feasting vultures all abound


With beaks, burrows and a burial ground




The green green green green burial ground


Does not hinder nor does hound


My motive or my mother’s mound


Of busts, bullies and a burial ground




The green green green green burial ground

3 comments:

Jade said...

You're amazing!

Anonymous said...

Thanks Jade!

Shobhna said...

This is awesome.

You're certainly back in your element. :)

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