Goldilocks Vs Wilde Woolf

Watch the rodents and regulars Sifting through the spiritless so-so Of their sake. Rushing for a room In the established B&B, Avocados and aperitifs Swelling their bellies and slowing their minds. Always wary of all their wares, Reapers of replication. The competition of the committee For no tribute, nor travesty, just toll. Watch the stickmen and society Parade through the pith paths Of their poetry. Dawdling for the day In the extraordinary ordinary, Tates and Tatt Warming their bellies and fizzing their minds. No wares or too many to care, Makers of mavericks, Challengers of the committee, For just tribute, or travesty, no toll. © 2016 Margo Cami [www.margocami.com]