When Laurels Stuffed The Drainpipe Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

When Laurels Stuffed The Drainpipe



and scant the trilleths flew....
a process serving naught but fraught with sponderlific dew....
will it compare...or clank, dispare...the wenkerblendly rift....
is it plink...or is it plonk...a cursor...or a gift?

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Jack Williams 03 November 2009

Blimey! I'm not entirely sure what to make of this poem, but it sure is imaginative.

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