Bedtime On Tramp - Part One
...He woke down the slope, by the hay
With him a thousand shrill cries
That stilled to him, yawning.
He moved with strands of hay, trailing
On his rags.
Sauntering, he is a flaneur...
The road lamps gav...
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Categories:
fritterer, life, time, time,
Form: Narrative