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Spirit of the woodland, me Though I don’t reside in any tree Rather would I be Like a butterfly or bee That flits from flower to flower Throughout every woodland bower And as I fly I never do tarry But … Continue reading →

When my secret to the reeds I told In delight from stems of old They changed to pearlescent gold With surprise I then was bowled Strange, all this for a secret told

Donald and Dafney out walking one day Happened to wander onto Breydon Way Donald nudged his beloved Dafney Look, there’s two of those walkers coming our way If we hide perhaps they’ll pass us by But they’re scary creatures, said … Continue reading →

My friend, can you hear? Are you still there? The river came and took your shadow Chilled me to my marrow That someone can lose a shadow In water that’s so shallow But look you here, my dear I see … Continue reading →

The swamp, it is a lonely place Inhabited only by an alien race Not human, that’s for sure Lay eggs that look like squishy burrs Then stick them on a human tree Like lice in hair, like pussy-fleas And so … Continue reading →

Spring was waiting on the doorstep This was the last chance While other creatures slept To dance around the countryside So over the hills he skipped And o’er the blackberry’s ruby leaves It was over the thatches And a whisper … Continue reading →