Mulot (A Sort Of Vole) Poem by James Smith

Mulot (A Sort Of Vole)

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The grey mulot eats
The seeds for our garden birds
Who would feed mulots?

One more generous perhaps
Who could see no difference.

Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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James Smith

James Smith

Newcastle upon Tyne
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