A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Wednesday 6 April 2016
06/04 Moo
When the clock strikes midnight
It's alright
To call it a night
When a clock strikes noon
Its too soon
To call it a boon
When the clock strikes now
It's not surprising how
To a cow
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