Boaters' Winter Tale Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
Boaters' Winter Tale
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I see a saw...
So for Pauline
It's war!
I talk to the trees,
Surreptiously,
To warn them
Of her toy...
But, oh boy!
....Too late.
It will be their fate
To end in the grate.
Looking ashen.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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8/26/2026 12:46:05 PM # rel_20260826T082754Z_99b456e
My favourite of the crop. But be very, very careful, Mr BBS, because I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK............. Love, Fran xxx