The Cordons Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

The Cordons



blew a little greener.....
a slew of skews...one misdemeanor,
huddled....
trampling down the lea...
scuttling
sidelong to a sea
where dolphins play with hula hooples
and anglerfish have left their scruples
in the bay of Who's to Care
if mammals sport with gilled one's sibs....
.....ain't that a tickle in the ribs?

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