Tom The Seagull @ Looe
Tom The Seagull,
What a catch,
round by the crabb pot
meets his match;
there is Anna
eating chips,
they pair up
and watch the ships
and boats upon the river;
but Anna she won’t share her fare;
she’s a taker, not a giver.
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
Recent Comments
cagedunn on The Poet Tree Words from a Lentil… on The Poet Tree cagedunn on The Poet Tree Lokesh Umak on We counted them out Lokesh Umak on We counted them out
