harrison smith

Freshman - 994 Points (Newcastle upon Tyne)

Mulot (A Sort Of Vole) - Poem by harrison smith

The grey mulot eats
The seeds for our garden birds
Who would feed mulots?

One more generous perhaps
Who could see no difference.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Form: Tanka


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 1, 2015



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