I once threw a cowl
that wrung upon my shoe
while it vegged but flew afoul
so truant like a kite
knew my carbazole as a butterfly in flight
this quasi-stellar garment
whet these galaxies afar
with their assertions I jogged
a dwarf star scoped such constellation
with incredible clarity unblemished again.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 1:20 PM UTC
I once threw a cowl
that wrung upon my shoe
while it vegged but flew afoul
so truant like a kite
knew my carbazole as a butterfly in flight
this quasi-stellar garment
whet these galaxies afar
with their assertions I jogged
a dwarf star scoped such constellation
with incredible clarity unblemished again.
