The Sunday swings like
a goat, clothes
his snow white jacket,
illustrates his Somniloquous habit,
measuring the innocence
against the biases from wolf-like animals,
A lamb born to the Willard forest
this weekend, gives blueprints
of the pleasant play of a marvelous
creature with which it enjoys,
The leisure in the middle of Fall
graces the stars, twinkling,
the planets, hidden!
This sheep chuckles
at the light of which
it is morning, the beginning
of the light, and bears
the day with comprehensive embrace.
The future is promising
with woolshipping,
intercontinental...
a goat, clothes
his snow white jacket,
illustrates his Somniloquous habit,
measuring the innocence
against the biases from wolf-like animals,
A lamb born to the Willard forest
this weekend, gives blueprints
of the pleasant play of a marvelous
creature with which it enjoys,
The leisure in the middle of Fall
graces the stars, twinkling,
the planets, hidden!
This sheep chuckles
at the light of which
it is morning, the beginning
of the light, and bears
the day with comprehensive embrace.
The future is promising
with woolshipping,
intercontinental...
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1 comment:
love the poem.
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