Limited Selection
The weather got cold. He went out on the town -
a duck bought a new jacket of down.
He made his selections. His shopping bag full -
a sheep bought a new coat of wool.
He swiveled his head. His eyes went down the rack -
a crow found only suits colored black.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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