Wednesday 13 January 2010

Froydiddlyoydoydle.

A creeping thing
With crawlies in
Its fur,
As teeth baring
And tongue lashings
Occur.

That slouches red
And slumps once fed
To ground,
Where frog like legs
Ungainly spread
Around,

Then overturns,
And all relearn
A lesson,
It’s best to run
Once it’s begun
Digestion.

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