Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Tripple Tripple

Double Cup my Tripple Tripple
And don't stir in a milk
Sugars 3 and creamer 4
I'd like to make a stilk

Horny steamered fattened slupe
Hands a clamoured cloupe
Barion blatter to uncouth
Bairked of plaiten mineral sluth

Made for ware on tathiered tooth
Closht decay on perished truth
Smiling draught to terrify
What all left gawking stare at WHY?

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Jeff Kyser October 20, 2022 at 8:47 AM I think I prefer a straight black medium roast or a peach milkshake, but that's why the world has chocolate and vanilla! Thought I was reading the three witches from hamlet for a while there - enjoyed! Trevor Mcleod October 20, 2022 at 9:12 AM Thanks Jeff. The Three Witches one was good. Trevor