Bayonets Programmed To Twirl
Scarcely welcome though she was
Halfway through my fence
I had to say 'Hello' because
She brought to mind Hortense
In that she brimmed with fuzz
The way no other does
Feisty as she often was
Partway through the dawn
I had to say 'goodbye' because
We couldn't get it on
Because I brimmed with fuzz
The way no other does
Contributors: | loaf, Apsley, TG, Roland, Erie, erie, (trad). |
Poem finished: | 26th April 2004 by erie. |