Nonsense 15 Poem by Phil Soar

Nonsense 15



At the back of my mind there's a street that leads to nowhere
There's a space full of nothing, and no end to a no-through road
I've a limitless place where I keep absolutely nothing
And a place in the garden where I keep a small pet toad

Friday, November 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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