Thought I would have a go at the tanka contest with Thrills and Tremble, not much else to do on a rainy day in the bush camp.
Tremble and Thrills … I’m thrilled you like me Think I’m suave and sophisticated But I tremble at the thought That we may be falling in love For love is blind to what is on my mind
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