Whip-Poor-Will Entertains
The whip-poor-will entertains.
His song crisp and fresh today
His voice is not inhumane.
And leads my few thoughts astray.
Running was the Bovidae
Outside my open window.
So, I could hear faraway
Dance of the painted pinto.
Just for fun, no there was no Bovidae nor painted pinto.
Written: 5/18/2023
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