Herring Daffogulls?
I wandered lonely as a gull;
that trawls the boats from Looe to Hull,
who follows after little ships,
in search for fish
and maybe chips;
and, if I’m lucky,
or very plucky,
I might just crest
and wave goodbye
my hidden dips.
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
Recent Comments
