Well, ol’ boy
stood in the vista, a little lost
but feet finding the pub
nonetheless
that sun tried to make its point
which, though we acknowledged,
we tried to sidestep
clag mud added heavy boots
while loose, happy chat sat
in apotheosis
til a moussaka
and a couple of sublime fish dishes
let us sit down and rest
after miles
these muscles pretend to ache
Jan 22, 2022
Jan 22, 2022 at 4:31 PM UTC
Well, ol’ boy
stood in the vista, a little lost
but feet finding the pub
nonetheless
that sun tried to make its point
which, though we acknowledged,
we tried to sidestep
clag mud added heavy boots
while loose, happy chat sat
in apotheosis
til a moussaka
and a couple of sublime fish dishes
let us sit down and rest
after miles
these muscles pretend to ache
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