If Need Be Norbert
If need be Norbert you could now
The asphyx of my flowers plough-
The silence of your boom aswell
Would hyde within my tree so well.
And in this ill of looking glass
As is assumed to all that pass,
I’d reach inside my top and cry,
‘Oh Leary, what a thing am I?’
Copyright © Wayne Riley | Year Posted 2014
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