Burglers And Flowers Poem by james watkin

Burglers And Flowers



A proposal of stealth
In a thicket empty sounds.
Breeding aureate eyes
Intruders were happier with hounds!
But were wont to follow
Wrathful teeth their disclosures.
A fragrant reaction
Fully what the felon endures.

Friday, April 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: crime,humour
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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