Maitre De', Pull Up For Me Poem by james watkin
Maitre De', Pull Up For Me
Maitre de', pull up for me
In Spain or Capri
Open terraced, seating's old;
Arching lazy daze.
Up and out, old town about
Of its smell and shout
Through eve's last whoozed heats, fiery
Took in does least faze.
Wednesday, September 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: drinking,vacation
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