Best Gewgaw Poems

I sit upon a moment’s tree
  with a gewgaw in my hand
and pluck its reed rhythmically
  to ride the distant land

the journ to drift her league to me
  upon my tongue, her tongue
caressing sound relentlessly
  harmonious lips in song

and while my...

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she conjured up a cunning rasp
a gewgaw lyre-like harp in clasp
to crooked teeth held in their grasp
then twanged at midnight with a blast

this higgled haggled haggly crone
did dance on graves while all alone
her gewgaw raising mottled bone
‘til joined by dead with rotting moan
 
bats within...

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a witches familiar
   this fiery rabbit hops to a spell
   with a gewgaw in his paw

a witches doer
   this forayed hopper dances well
   with a song or two or more

a witches seer
   this furry bunny...

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