Chucklings Splatter Out Poem by james watkin

Chucklings Splatter Out



Chucklings Splatter out
For whom bequeathed is
With a rainy day
Comes, unappreciably, amiss
His pool-stepping way.

Immersed in the farce
Whose brolly's torn slit
In hearing cursed through
Scares up for hundreds crowing
As noisy a view.

Thursday, May 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: comedy,rain
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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