GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
4560. I MET THE LARK A'WALKING
I MET THE LARK A'WALKING
Nothing was said, so little at all. Everything
was grown diminished by the surfeit of the
usual - a camerman, diving from the ball,
misses the shot he's supposed to be getting.
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