I'll call this one "Nobody Told Me!":
Lanterns upon cats and heads are wary,
Ankle deep in dew they carry
Segments of our focal myth
Over lands and glue and griff,
Through the lanes of bagels fly
Glimmers seeking lochs of lye,
Whether moral or profane,
To hoist that sacred weather vane.
Though in the darkness they did call
"O, the fruitlessness of t'all!"
- AWM
Lanterns upon cats and heads are wary,
Ankle deep in dew they carry
Segments of our focal myth
Over lands and glue and griff,
Through the lanes of bagels fly
Glimmers seeking lochs of lye,
Whether moral or profane,
To hoist that sacred weather vane.
Though in the darkness they did call
"O, the fruitlessness of t'all!"
- AWM
has potential!
ReplyDeleteI like it. Fun read.
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