a twinkle in my mezzo
is a wrinkle in this forte
where flatulent is an eggplant
but virulent is my phone
that screamed from my soul
as she'd walk in a box of rings
that made me sing her too
With sheet of tears did blanket
Around her bed of posies alas
if heart truss sung to their content
tonight the hour grew dark in Jodrell Bank
as this virtue of love did radio a Lovell
and sealed my fate in spite of her again
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
a twinkle in my mezzo
is a wrinkle in this forte
where flatulent is an eggplant
but virulent is my phone
that screamed from my soul
as she'd walk in a box of rings
that made me sing her too
With sheet of tears did blanket
Around her bed of posies alas
if heart truss sung to their content
tonight the hour grew dark in Jodrell Bank
as this virtue of love did radio a Lovell
and sealed my fate in spite of her again
Bernard Lovell a radio astronomer died in England 2012.
