Cobblestoner

. If i’m finding theirn whensoever ‘Pon the City Center’s Cobblestones howsoever My will share Oh yesss Thus ’Twuz ‘the mine’ seven A.M.ish The fog not yet lifted from the cobbles And unto Mine eyne Each stone glistered Shimmering from the wet And whut the glint Wuz that ‘Twuz her’z In the Spaghetti floral beach dress Sitting at the curb smiling