Kathryn Warren
U.K.
Miscreant
Rating: ★5.0
Why do I find myself cowering before a virago,
who is putting out her washing on a line,
great, white sheets, flapping wetly in the wind
that is tiding over the time between storms
on the horizon? - Why me? Oh, why me?
who is putting out her washing on a line,
great, white sheets, flapping wetly in the wind
that is tiding over the time between storms
on the horizon? - Why me? Oh, why me?
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Ovi Odiete
02 July 2016
Sweet and humorous as well
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Kumarmani Mahakul
01 July 2016
Flapping wetly in wind. Very amazing sharing done definitely. Wisely penned.10
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