Scantalope Poem by Dizzy Darling

Scantalope



The scantalope crest these lusty plains
scouring for juices
for pith for rains

cunning nimbus interludes tempting
the crumblng saintly pinnacle bending
torn between scylla and Charybdis
far from chablis pinot noir
bone white dover teeth

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